The Battle

in poem •  6 years ago 


The Battle



Something deep
Cries out
Why
Days go by
The whiners cry
Wondering about it all
One so close
So far away
Both angry
Sad inside
Not meant to be
yet
Long ago
Pieces, parts
Started falling apart
Lifting into space
Deteriorating
On their own
Unnoticed the torn
Tattered pieces of soul
Fall apart
One, two,
Three and four,
Rip through the fabric of time
Many moons spent
Circling paths
Waiting
Will the other do?
Lines of communication fail
Neglect
Each less than one
The story goes
Pride of the lion
Speaks loud, clear
Birds need to feel free
Confines lost
Battles take place
Pride and freedom reign
King and Queen
Lose the trail
lost in the abyss
of their own making

~Snook



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Oh! This one has some heart-wrenching power to it.

Something deep
Cries out

Does it ever. Thanks for sharing your words here, my friend.

good stuff, really like how it ends

lost in the abyss
of their own making

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