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Where I lay

Life is like a glass hand
Never moving, often sharp
A solid crest on which I spin
Directionless and fast
Holding back deep-seeded fear
A branch on which I fall
Lost in vain my passions rage
Relentingly I crawl
An eye of which is blind to some
Yet open to another
Thrives on lust
A body’s shame
Shying now from cover
Removing clothes
Reopened wounds
Exposed to heating air
Longing for that gentle smell
Reminds me that I care
The stilts that stand
Offer to gods
What we don’t understand
The love we bare
Can crush and break
Yet act under command
Still lost in love
And lust and life
In dark is where I lay.

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Comments

  • Max Gatrell
    Max Gatrellalmost 6 years ago

    This is Phenomenal,
    I love the beat to this piece,
    one of the best poems
    i’ve read in ages.

    M

  • TY Max – what a compliment – and thanks for your feedback too! :)

    – Flic Manning

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellalmost 6 years ago

    Wow you’ve really tapped a great deal with this piece……I hope the dark is only that of night…..

    Again, very thought provoking….

  • TY Lisa! Yes the dark is just the dark :)

    – Flic Manning

  • Max Gatrell
    Max Gatrellalmost 6 years ago

    A compliment well deserved indeed.

    M

    P.S. i’d expect you to do the same for me ;)

  • Indeed!

    – Flic Manning

  • natapee
    natapeealmost 6 years ago

    great piece.

  • TY so much!

    – Flic Manning

  • Damien Venditti
    Damien Vendittialmost 6 years ago

    you have great style to your writing i enjoyed this a lot .. well done

  • TY Damien glad you did!

    – Flic Manning

  • Van Cordle
    Van Cordlealmost 6 years ago

    Excellent writing!

  • Cheers Van :)

    – Flic Manning

  • CJCayea
    CJCayeaover 2 years ago

    very nice work.

  • Paul Hickson
    Paul Hicksonover 2 years ago

    wow this is sensational!! so many great and memorable lines, loved it!!

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