loved
loved
Mar 09, 2013

to the preying machinations of madness....

to the preying machinations of madness
I don't want to subscribe….

in the wilderness
it's nice and cold
no one who confronts me
is as bold…
as you seem to be thinking only after this bard
that I could be
and in the midst of a maddening crowd,
I'd like not to bow
but to you alone
I seem endowed

as you do more than others read
many perhaps are now fed up too
what will Loved do
if none read ....

that's the overture I seek
all day all night
hence not to frighten mankind
with my exaltation
I remain behind
no desire to be known
nor in a human sea
to become -known

About This Poem

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

Country/Region: ROU

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Ian.T

Ian.T

12 years 1 month ago

An overture to the time keepers, even if you think that no one hears or reads your ways, then as you think, others much wider in thought than you can see will hear your thinking.
This piece is from some place you hide away from (using a Cliché) "far from the maddening crowd"
I know you can be alone in a crowd but that still doesn't mean you are not seen or heard..
Keep writing young Bard this is a good piece, Yours Ian.T

loved

you alone ..
I so much trust

in a maddening world
far from the maddening crowd
as you say
unheard
but read by as many
as one can imagine..
thanks I an

BettyBuff

But you come across as very needy...It's all about you, you, you. Try and broaden your subject matter. keep writing Loved.

Ellie