deepundergroundpoetry.com

A Hidden Desire

As i drew a wider weird, that's wired
Where words, are sometimes your sword
And a minute can feel, so very minute
When your soul is bored, and broad, on board

Wary of what, and where you wear
We're what we were, and will be
As we wait on the weight, that weighs us down
When the sea, is all we can see

And the onus, is on us, to have some nous
When fear of the fare, of what's fair, seems unfair
At tiers of tears, at a groan, grown wrong
And the breath of a hare, is the heir, of your hair

My angst over gnats, that sometimes stang
As i peer at a pier, with a pyre of fire
A sword that's soared, can be translated to words
Where secretly reside, a desire

by Jemia
Written by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 3 reads 214
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:34pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:11pm by Rew
POETRY
Today 2:05pm by Grace
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:14pm by nightbirdblue