Wednesday, August 24, 2011

SHATTERED GLASS...














Green-eyed darkness swallows my thirsty sight
Walls in vain I beseech… for an escape site
Solemn prayers I murmur… answered by echoes of light
My glass… smiles with hope…dressed in rays so bright
In relief I soar… as a desert kite
Free at last… free at last… from gloom’s fury  bite
But now… my glass is shattered…I ‘m  a homeless mite!

Untamed lightening winks…its sharp voice astounds
My glass… parries all fears…gobbling deafening sounds
A murderous spider crawls … away from soaked mounds
My glass… oils its path……destination reversed to grounds!
Glutton vampire …on my trails…with pangs of bloodhounds
My glass… blocks all my scents…external stiffing never counts
But now… my glass… is shattered…I ‘m trapped where risk abounds!

A great paradox…my eyes see not my face!
My mirror… how loyal...defines me with grace…
Forward sings my vision…undressing contents of lace!
My glass… back-spies…keen on dangers to trace
A tired foot curses… in pain…too tortured to keep pace
My glass… magnifies my strength…keeping me in the race
But now… my glass… is shattered…I’m drowning in mucky disgrace!
2011©Meshack Sewe
Hmmm...our lives are full of "glasses".....which often get shattered......leaving us in tatters!

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow this is amazing. You are really talented. You have a great blog.

-The Anonymous Teenage Blogger

AWOKEN SOUL said...

@Anonymous Blogger, thanks for passing by and for your comments

Doris said...

Your poems are powerful. You are so gifted!

Doris

Ellen said...

Beautiful! Just beautiful! :-)

Angela Felsted said...

So evocative. I'm feeling and hearing that disgrace like the sucking sound mud makes when you pull your foot out of it.

Sorcerer said...

wow...
simply loved it..
beautiful..beautiful lines

The Tame Lion said...

Excellent!
Thanks for sharing, my friend! I enjoyed the visit.

lorely said...

Your class is Not Shattered!...it makes a deafening noise!

AWOKEN SOUL said...

Thanks for passing by lorely...hmmm...I wish it is not shuttered...unfortunately, it is...

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