Four walls in my room
Four corners on my bed
Four chambers in my heart
Four directions to travel
In the past I have hidden in
my room Content to pass out and
let sweet Oblivion
release me from pain
Trapped by my own choice
The four walls of my room
The four corners of my bed
As fas as I will travel
The four sides of a box
The box in my mind
The place where I keep my pain
My hurt, my fear, my shame
Four chambers in the heart
Memories tied to the blood
That slows to a crawl
Each time I see you
North, South, East or West
Four directions to travel
So much left to feel and see
Or is it just a desire to flee?
Four extremities that long for you
For tears that ran too long for you
Fears that were fanned by you
And a resolution that can't come from you
So here it is- four sides to my story
Yours, mine, the truth, and the memory
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You have written wonderfully. The poem was abstract with floating thoughts like sea waves.
You have succeeded in rhyming off & on.
Let me tell you something. I'm on pp for over 10 years. Continually belting out rubbish with the deftness of a DJ & confidence of a magician.
Be well. Be happy. God bless.
©bishu
Thank you :) I really
Thank you :) I really appreciate feedback from others. Peace and blessings to you and yours.
creative poem
you have right
if it's right
you have left
if no drift
you can also
fall back if you want
but I wish
that you keep wlaking ahead
wish you luck with any choice
Thank you for your words! I
Thank you for your words! I will keep walking ahead and work to push more poetry out.