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Unmoving
Stone form,
The cement set,
Trapped under its weight.
Wasted body,
Frozen in state.
Fiery core,
A raging torrent,
Wild in its passion.
Unbridled spirit,
Caged by fate.
Broken bonds,
A finger's twitch,
Electric in its potential.
Voice unheard,
Hushed by time.
Absolute stillness,
A certain grace,
Cruel in its finality.
Life abridged,
Stolen in prime.
The cement set,
Trapped under its weight.
Wasted body,
Frozen in state.
Fiery core,
A raging torrent,
Wild in its passion.
Unbridled spirit,
Caged by fate.
Broken bonds,
A finger's twitch,
Electric in its potential.
Voice unheard,
Hushed by time.
Absolute stillness,
A certain grace,
Cruel in its finality.
Life abridged,
Stolen in prime.
Published 18th Dec 2022
Author's Note
I have a life-limiting muscle-weakening condition and can only move my finger a little, nothing else. This is my inspiration
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19th Dec 2022 10:44pm
23rd Dec 2022 7:36pm
I could feel a lot of frustration here. It made me think about having an active mind in an immobile body. I would lose patience very, very quickly. Counting my blessings.
Your poetry is real, raw and versatile. You have real talent.
Your poetry is real, raw and versatile. You have real talent.
