From Death To Life Poem by Liam Hughes
From Death To Life
Cruel destruction, is there any other kind
The loose screw still finds a way to wind
Around it your anguish has become entwined
As it turns you can hear it begin to grind
The man defeated he begins to recoil
The last thing upon his mind is to be disloyal
The ground he has made he wishes not to spoil
The plans that are made he dare not foil
Will the last breath end the soul
Or is that the time that it becomes whole
Should you repent and return all you stole
And accept that only life can take a toll
Or is the end only bound to be itself
And therefore we should savour all our health
And in turn savour all our wealth
And strive to read all the books upon our shelf
I think not the things I speak are true
The bird's wings are the reason that it flew
The ship does rely upon its crew
If questions are to last then answers must be due
The forgotten regions of our unforgiving terrain
Yield not to the men who come upon its strain
It cowers not at tiger's teeth or at lion's mane
It feels not winter's cold or anger's pain
But when this plight you find you did endure
And the ends of the earth did not produce a cure
Your relentless endeavours to make your body pure
Have fallen to failure and your mind is left unsure
You'll find that your body and soul does recline
And the screw that turns, around which you entwine
Shall be the thing that you forever define
As long as moons glow and suns shine
i like the rhyming, but, as i may have told you [[i've told others, about THEIR writing]], i think poets sometimes strive to complete rhymes to an extent that the rest of the poem suffers, particularly [for me] the understandability (i made up that word) of the poem. i.e. i do not understand your meaning in several areas of the poem. perhaps i'm just not thinking the way you do, OR perhaps you aren't spending enough time considering how clearly you are expressing yourself. proofreading is a key to good poetry often. i find myself doing a lot of editing sometimes, even at times after i've submitted a poem. also, punctuation (improper OR lack of it) , coupled with capitalization of the first word of EVERY line can at times cause a reader to have to back up to be sure they understand where a sentence/thought ends. it seems some of your lines are disconnected; they do not seem to logically (?) follow one another. bri :) favorite lines: Or is the end only bound to be itself And therefore we should savour all our health And in turn savour all our wealth And strive to read all the books upon our shelf
A nice poem away from key bonking and concluding is very strong- last two lines - Shall be the thing that you forever define, As long as moons glow and suns shine very soothing to ear and mind...thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 7:16:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Your relentless endeavours to make your body pure Have fallen to failure and your mind is left unsure.. a beautiful and fine poem. thank u for your philosophy of life. good and evilllllll right and wrong. God and the evil......... than ku dear poet. tony