Who remembered my poetry challenge from classmate and blogger Carisa Lee from The Word Korner? Now, we have taken some time to work on a collaborative effort and managed to muster up some fairly decent poetry. The theme surrounds unveiling the disguise and purging ones self of fear and learning acceptance. I hope you enjoy.
Like
the thunder that shatter a silent night
I
am terror, desolation, anxiety
Sometimes
it feels like I am laying in a room with limited air; suffocating
I
keep hiding from monsters, most imaginary
Fiends I’ve created with shadows so dominant their mere darkness destroys me
Paranoid,
my feelings are only in my head
On
my knees I crawled into closets,
Built
for my protection
But
there is no Narnia on the inside
Just
me, my self imposed confinement,
I’m
open but searching for a master key
Like
gun shots that breaks a silent night
Over
speculating, shielding my authenticity
I’m
corrupted; not ruined
My
weapon was bestowed on me at birth
I
fight skeletons that have long defeated me but my wounds are too deep to heal
I’ve
taken satisfaction in pain
Learnt
the knack of disguise, invisibility
On
chilled evenings so what if I fancy the gentleness of warm legs more than
mannish crudeness
And
just like thunder, she has awakened me
No longer am I a
slave to my sin….Written by:
K. Drew
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