Holes in the fence

in OCD3 years ago

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Holes in the fence


Slipping past, as ghosts through walls
Nothing felt - but shiver down spine.
Vacant the eyes of the extracting ghouls
Never tried for their endless crimes.

Gates left unguarded by hubris' ladder
Heights to protect the few up above.
Listening to the discontent chatter,
Embracing their prize of obsessed love.

Undermining the cause and mining souls,
Breaking rungs and replacing with chain.
Lighting up heart, as sun through holes,
Nothing much left for anyone to claim.

The setting sun and the dawn as one,
Through night it held and by day fell.
And the waxing moon and the dying sun,
Ingredients combined, for broken spell.

Filling the space and patching the gaps,
Building anew on a challenging base.
Taking on weight and increasing stacks,
Never fast enough, no matter pace.


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I loved your poem, it reminded me of the Berlin Wall and so many other walls that separate us. A hug

Thank you. I don't write so many these days as a lot of people are not into poetry - but I enjoy the process of it :)

I think there are many people who love poetry and enjoy reading it, good that you enjoy doing it, it is the most important thing.
A hug and happy day

I don't know why the text and the image reminded me of the movie "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas" and "Dreams of Freedom". Memory has its own connections. It's always good to read you. Excellent poem and very good image. Greetings, @tarazkp

Wow nice ;))