Catch the 22
Where I would give all of me
there is but phantoms to be seen.
All that shows a sheen of hope
only knows
it has potential.
Yet, all that is its basis- elemental
Is not there.
Is it a matter of giving up?
Fearful that to give slack
means all is messed up?
Or the desire to start anew,
Should that be a sign that
it is
👁 4💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.