Ian.T
Ian.T
Sep 26, 2012

The Dark Room

The dark room

The darkness closed about my form
In think, there were my fellow travellers
They closed the spaces between our ways
A common bond let feelings be born.

We tried to think something you all should know
All things became muddled as many wanted
Then peace took over, where pure thought could rule
Tell them, tell them, though it is not for us to be cruel

The thoughts of horror held the sway
Future times that saw many swept away
Rulers and leaders that falsely held
Their people, forgetting that they are real

The think evolved and pulsated so
Out there the truth should be told
There are very few now that are free
A sorry state is this humanity

They in their stupidity could not see
The Earth would move, not many would be
That those that were left behind
A struggling mass of human kind

Do you think there will be a change
No things will remain the same
Where greed and hate of others
Will be a base for a new world

Cata Strophe (The Mayan Stone Mason) © 21-12-12

About This Poem

Last Few Words: When I say I am going to my Dark room it is only so that I can think away from this place we have built.. This was originally written on the last day 21-12-12 but we have now moved forward to a new era lol

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Leicestershire, Ex Moonraker, GBR

Favorite Poets: All those I meet or read about in my books

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loved

loved

12 years 7 months ago

from being...
my sole companion in the
pattern OF a lonely tunnel
OBSCURE
UNEXPLORED

UNDISCOVERED FOR SURE
I HAVE YET TO REMOVE ONE MORE
for
MY OWN POSITION TO SECURE..

Ian.T

Come on, I shall rebuke you, and lash you with tongues of many lizards.
You need to comment on the poetry not just remove for the sake of being lonely.
Alas poor Ian I knew him well, is it not better to comment than alone dwell.
We seek out each others words, strange patterns never a dirge, do they fall on empty thoughts, should form and style be taught, or just a selfish scheme to rid one of a solitary dream..
Yours Bared of thought, Ian.T

loved

loved

12 years 7 months ago

darkened clouds
at times memory blurs
and when all skies clear
we fear what happened
can someone say
Ian
perhaps you...

Ian.T

The sun just came out, I was talking about where it is good to be out of the Undiscovered place but you didn't say anything about the poem on the Dark Room I had written ????
Loves you all the same, Yours Ian.T

loved

a little busy else where
later i will bye