Maher...I've missed reading your poems...I think I fell off the planet for a while or something??? Anyway..as usual, I find this very deep..a little different from some of the others I've read but still very 'you'!
I fear the dark
every time I'm locked within your box.
I'd really like to see this statement on it's own because it is a build up to what's about to happen
This tightness grips
and capos every string of the heart.
A minor fall to solid floors
with no major break in sight.
A hollow mass with vivid flaws
that blind the wrong from right.
From seven planes down
it seems like just a prick of light,
amidst the the air that's tough to breathe
and the feelings I can't fight.
With limbs that fall like lead
all of the above is building the emotions you feel and the reader also feels them.
and heart that beats in flight
and tongue that speaks in red
and eyes that see no white
and ears that hear what's said
and mind that thinks in strife
and nose that smells the death
this needs to stand alone IMO...it just so has to!!!
of lungs that breathe in spite
of what little air remains in the box with broken key.
How I wish I were the hands that hold such power over me.
Let me just try to draw breath here...wow!!! just wow!!
Holy guacamole. This write resonates with me and I think you have such a powerful voice in your poetry. It's raw and unyielding and often uncomfortable, especially to confront the dark, or to express the way we feel suffocated. This reminded me of the cruel hold an anxiety or panic attack can have, of not only momentary but continually feeling like your lungs could give out or your life crushed.
All we want is to believe we are breathing, to not have our mind conflicting with every other part of our body. Anxiety traps us and we feel we cannot escape it. That's a reality for many of us, though we may have times of clarity and relief.
The medication within itself is a powerful and yet unsettling experience.
To be filled with depression and anxiety is enough to make a person feel
powerless and yet to be willing to take such a medication shows strength
to overcome depression. It's two fold in my opinion. This poem is very raw and
has opened the door to a ton of emotion,
I cant express how powerful this poem is.... its amazing!
When you read a poem by Maher you have to brace yourself for a journey through the darkness, the poet holds your hand and leads you through a tale of imagery and intrigue. Those first two lines grab your attention immediately. Then the next two lines push you down the hole. Here you amble along until the last line when you muse over the whole piece, then invariably read the poem again. Great work 4 points.