metamorphosis

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


This mere pauper

has naught to offer

from these empty coffers

but this ravaged soul. 

A black savaged hole

that has taken its toll

on all.

It calls now

for one final fall,

lest it maul

the rest 

of this appalled 

and stalled heart. 

O' lord

please hear my confession

depression has

led me astray

like a black ray,

a full ash tray

in hand -

I wish I stayed

my hand. 

Bands of grief 

bind my feet

to this rocky reef,

I wish to be meek

again. 

Fell this construction

of destruction

and reawaken me

at this junction

where I no longer function. 

Peel from me

these layers of steel

I've sealed myself in.

Let me yield,

finally,

on this tilled field

of quilled shields

and bloodstained hills. 


Submitted: October 04, 2020

© Copyright 2020 Fayren Meric. All rights reserved.

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Jake J. Harrison

You play well with words. I didn't get some of the lines but that's probably me as I always have issues deciphering poetry.

Tue, October 6th, 2020 9:32pm

julie schramke

The imagery is palpable. I feel the cold of the steel and the jagged rocks and the pain as well as the prayer for release through the rhythm of the words. Thank you for sharing this.

Wed, October 7th, 2020 4:58am

Author
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Thanks so much for the review, and you're very welcome. Some day soon, I should have all of my poetry uploaded here.

Fri, October 9th, 2020 5:11pm

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn

A very nicely done philosophical piece that exudes religious overtones ...

Personally, I am not accept nor support the precepts and tenants of Organized Religion ...

However, I do strongly support every Human Beings right to belief, observation, and practice of the religion, or lack there of, of the given faith of their choice, a right that should never be tampered with or taken away ...

One might also view this piece as one which confronts our inner need to seek self help and improvement in our lives, in avidly and fervently seeking to be better people tomorrow than we are/were today ...

An enjoyable read ...

M

Wed, October 7th, 2020 3:45pm

Author
Reply

I am in no way religious myself. Your latter guess was more in line with my own objective.

Wed, October 7th, 2020 9:44am

Ann Sepino

'Peel from me / these layers of steel / I've sealed myself in' is something that most people who have developed avoidant coping mechanisms find difficult to do. It ties in really well in this poem, and the theme of wanting to change and address personal issues.

Thu, October 8th, 2020 11:52am

Author
Reply

Thats all most of my poetry has ever really been about. Overcoming myself, not allowing myself to be a passenger of my choices. Holding myself accountable.

Happy that it worked well for you!

Thu, October 8th, 2020 10:10am

Grace 96-M

Absolutely beautiful!! Guess who is your new fan

Sat, October 10th, 2020 6:50pm

Author
Reply

I appreciate the support and interest, I hope you find my other works to be just as interesting. I shall peruse your work in turn.

Sat, October 10th, 2020 11:56am

Guenevere Lee

Nice. I really like the flow of your words.

Mon, October 19th, 2020 2:53pm

Author
Reply

I really appreciate the kind words. I hope you continue to enjoy my work.

Mon, October 19th, 2020 10:29am

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