A rebel yell.

by Poet on the Piano   May 29, 2014


I don't know why the air is tense and humid around me,
every other blissful shadow is emerging out into the sun,
snickering in the heat, learning how to adapt,
yet I cannot.

I flinch when the rays come, aware they will not heal me.
There is no logical reason to be feeling this cornered,
anxious, wanting to do everything and nothing,
throw my fists at the mirrors, stand up with vigor,
or stop holding on and let hurricanes brew within.

Too many choices, too many armies to belong to,
too many lives to enlist in. And so I keep quiet,
somewhere in between serenity and battlefields
where I haven't decided if I am a pawn,
or if I am a peacemaker of my own soul.

I am not yet ready for the rally of life,
a universe away from inscribing my call to arms.

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Written 5/29/14 @ 4:30 PM

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  • 9 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    This is such an evocative piece that radiates melancholy. To me with the overwhelming sadness that's clouding the subject. There're lights caving in to assure you hope and sanity.

    1st Stanza;
    I see a subject caught up in a predicament not by negligence or choice but rather, circumstances that's beyond the persons might. It might be a heartbreak from a relationship. Or not trying to come to terms with a decision that's totally contradictory with your initial plans.

    You try to adjust to this predicament but conflicting emotions have subdued you. You just can't seem to accept reality and carry on despite the unfavorable circumstances.

    2nd Stanza;
    Here it's obvious that you try so hard to accept your fate and tread on, despite the seeming agony in your affairs. You don't know why your feelings are rioting when you could let sanity reign. Giving in to tantrums is all you want to embrace. Forces have enclosed you in to the verge letting your persevering spirit crumble.

    3rd & 4th Stanza;
    Here is the zenith you've found yourself at. Diverse options to choose from and neither are you ready to let peace encapsulate or misery shroud you. Or perhaps unknown to you, all the while you were manipulated for an ulterior cause. Or if you could let the voice of sanity drown in a hopeful spirit.
    Yet you aren't ready to let life's uncertainties dictate you your fate as you're far from support and serenity.

    I see an element of your personal state of affair. And I hope you find a balance and let go. Despite this poems undiluted melancholic tone, there's peace and light that you've allowed to frequent you. Even though you haven't accepted its presence yet. I see a hopeful soul waiting for a spark to usher you into a serene joy.

    Life is what you make of it. Don't let it's sour or bitterness cloud you to nothingness. Fight it, you have a voice in you that wants to help your overcome your trial. Let it into your soul and have believe in yourself. Life will always find a way of trying your faith and patience. You sure have a purposeful to fulfill, seek it and don't allow life's uncertainties pull you down.

    A wonderful piece, sincerely expressed. I enjoyed it. Will hopefully read more of your poems as time goes by.

  • 9 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Remember, there doesn't always have to be a concrete reason for why we feel a certain way, the important thing is to aknowledge it which I know you are doing.

    This piece MA, it shows that there is a struggle and it speaks volumes to you as a person that you are accepting that.

    I know its hard and I know that there are days when you feel lost and unsure but you'll find the light eventually, I know you will.

    Keep writing.
    xxx