Broken Nights

Poem By Kendzi Samuel

Broken nights, and shattered daylight
A dream stole my heart, while toddler's feet wobbled,
Now trapped in a world I dont understand
That laughs when I say my mind is troubled

Lost in all directions, no way to find,
The clock's arm goes round, so does I.
Did I like Oedipus? I now go around blind,
In an beautiful desert, clear blue sky.

And fore that I was, living in a rocket,
Shooting through an a host of fragile stars
To gather all the world, and put it in my pocket,
A skin of scars, the hand of Midas.

The clouds was my pillow, the sky a bedspread
Hmmm! The night's full of poetry, dont U think?
A thousand dreams, shows in my head,
When I would as much as blink.

The god's would bleed my blessings, down the olympus
And would shed tears for my flowers to grow
Fighting the blues, finding the clues.

So here I sit in a summer's heat,
shattering teeth, and blistered feet,
Up I go, leave the radio's sad song,
I sure wont sit here, all day long.

Comments about Broken Nights

A Voltage V in the making living in a poetry of rhyme....this is one of the most powerful poem about Life in action...God bless and a 10 +++
A Voltage V in the making living in a poetry of rhyme....this is one of the most powerful poem about Life in action...God bless and a 10 +++
Excellent poem with a very strong structure. Great sentiments and incredible imagery. Voted 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and vote my poem 'Abortion' on page 4. Regards Akmal


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