Anathema
An anathema
Is a curse, a stain, a mark
On the whatever
A horrid wretched thing
Vile and disgusting
Evil and sinful
And yet
I can’t write
A anathema
I have to write
An anathema
Which is of course
An anathema
Of the English language
I almost wrote languish
I rest my case
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
RickthePoetWarrior
Rick was born in New Brunswick, Canada, the middle child of five siblings. "Rick’s professional background includes freelancing IT skills, running retail stores, and dabbling in website creation—all of which left him “spiritually exhausted,” and led him to create his poetic alter ego, RickthePoetWarrior, to give voice to his viewpoints and promote his politics in an entertaining manner.
View all poems →Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.