#cornered
A poem can take flight with our troubles
But sometimes instead the weight doubles
We carry something for so long
And suddenly we don't know what's going on
Dreams can shatter
It feels like nothing will matter
We try to move on forward
But we realise we feel cornered
Things happen yet time stands still
Time passes yet it all stands still
Life goes on.
Apr 21, 2021
Apr 21, 2021 at 7:11 PM UTC
A feeling that developed long ago,
Now surfacing to encumber my hope;
Confusion born from derision, those looks
So foreign - a language life would not endow.
I just shut my eyes to the glare of life.
I walked in a sea of gazes, flailing
In a world bereft of understanding;
In this place, my existence is entombed -
A piece that won’t conform to their puzzle.
I just wait, weightless, until life subsides.
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 5:21 PM UTC
Dare, it’s fair.
Love, is far.
There, you are.
Near, I saw.
So sacred, you relate.
Mysterious, it’s fate.
-A Poem By Kev Chino’
Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 2:18 PM UTC
I guess I always thought that I was a good guy,
That's why my thoughts are scaring me,
That's why I'm feeling guilty -
Because for once I'm going to do something bad...
But I really don't want to,
Nor do I have a choice.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
Trapped;
by the desperate logic of your own mind
and the fear of circumstances you find
yourself trapped in.
It is a circular state.
Painful as it cuts its way
like a razor-edged hoola hoop at play,
alone.
Isn't it always alone?
Despite the support of all
or lonely lacking pall
of being alone.
Life cannot be lived for you.
The pain and gut wrenching fear
preside ever strong and clear.
I am afraid.
Perhaps, love is not brightest.
Fear seems to shroud its beams;
striking from the in between
to **** hope, peace
Help! please!
but the cry cannot be answered
for it is my turn to be stalwart.
I'm crumbling.
Time, please wrap
your shriveled shroud
about the wounds
that keep care out.
Find it in you-
however deep-
to end this torment
plaguing me.
My heart may burst
(blessed relief?)
if no relief come
succor me.
Trapped...
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC
We have to keep silent Simply because we're not allowed to talk ... Our thoughts have got turned into Tiny ones Simply because that's it ... Our pretty words have become abbreviated For many reasons ... To be is not allowed anymore Simply because to be not has got replaced by it ... We have got cornered Anywhere and everywhere ... _______________________________________________________________
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
Break-
Break free--
I am pulling at these chains, though in return they're pulling me.
I am stuck-
Suffocating-
I am choking-
I'm stuck!
How could this be?
Young children running down a green pasture-
Dreams so large, so real, so fierce-
I was there-
That was me!
Look now-
Look at me now--
Can you see?
An adult lost at sea.
Stuck, Lost, Confused-
In a kingdom so large.
So many others-
yet still feel alone
Searching for the 'free' in freedom,
Though cornered into fear,
All the rules choking me in,
The 'free' will never be near.
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
Corners.
Corners.
Everywhere I look there are corners.
Windows, no windows.
No doors.
No brightness, no light.
No escape in sight.
Cornered, I feel cornered.
They're pointing fingers.
They are. Who are they?
Who are they to tell me,
To sit between corners.
Corners, I feel cornered.
They are trying to erase every memory,
Making me lose track.
Corners, around the cornered.
When you feel cornered,
Look carefully,
There might be a crack.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 12:32 AM UTC