Cursed

by Matthew Anthony   May 8, 2012


My own true witness of decay
of love and life, dear friends
it kills me every single day
although, secure my thoughts towards them

I wish instead of this curse
I could be successful, be a nurse
to others in need of greater hands
for then i'd lay in gracious sands

You’re with me? I'm with me
so far it plauges the town
you hear me? I hear me
I fit no golden crown

This wasn't meant to sound rehearsed
or blabble like a well known blurb
or dabble into my obserred
just paddled up the onward

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  • 3 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    I sometimes get skeptical of rhyme schemes, and here you've made it essential to the flow. It is striking. The call and answer to your audience drew me in, and asked me to feel with you or against you or just feel anything at all. In all your self-deprecation here, your poem calls me to know you better, rather than to step away.

    • 3 years ago

      by Matthew Anthony

      Thank you for your comment. I’m glad it made you feel something, it was an escape at the time. Just noticed your instead of you’re which I will now edit!

  • 11 years ago

    by Silent Girl

    I feel cursed very good poem :)

    • 11 years ago

      by Matthew Anthony

      Thank you, I prefer my Cower Odd though! what Poem of your do you prefer if you can pick one?

      x

  • 11 years ago

    by Hadassah grey

    Uv got style friend n i love it..brief but filled with much sense

  • 11 years ago

    by Hadassah grey

    Uv got style friend n i love it..brief but filled with much sense

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