Begging for Bread

is it my age-old blasphemies

that keep you at arm's length?

screaming for life

begging for bread


i sit by the silence

wrapped in the shade

the glories of youthful dreams

beautifully fade


my name in lights

my name tonight

forgotten

if for a moment

if i could hold it tight


if i could only make love to my demise

open to skies

swim in your eyes

with the rest of the teeming sea

of humanity

lost

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essiheart 5 years ago from Chicago, IL

I really like your style of writing :) Hopped up!


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japtaker 5 years ago from United States Author

Thank you, essiheart.


safiq ali patel 5 years ago

This poem seems like a trip into recession, depression and death.


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

Simply brilliant, the imagery flashed before my eyes. It's been the story of my life. You summed this beautiful piece up for me with this verse.

"i sit by the silence

wrapped in the shade

the glories of youthful dreams

beautifully fade"

Rated UP and beyond.


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japtaker 5 years ago from United States Author

Wow, thank you so much saddlerider!


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ChristineVianello 5 years ago from Philadelphia

I like this poem. Voted ^

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