Two Poem by Brian Minniear

Two

Rating: 4.5


It does come washing up, very much like waves splashing suddenly higher
The nagging intensity
More tangible than any emotion
That indeed surrounds, drowns

It changes who you are.

Warps and remolds perspective to its own twisted and quite viable ends;
One becomes the shell that can only be an instrument for its expression
Hoping only for the break, to step from that terrific zenith
Some slight recession of tide.

Will leave you wondering at how much different reality looks undressed,
And which illusion less elusive.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 10 November 2014

A nice piece written in poetic diction to capture the conviction of the poet. A well articulated poem. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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