Passing Winds

Something I had to do for school, I rather fancy it though, heh.

The cauterwails of wind, upon me fast
unrelenting, the storms of the past
The howls encroach, to the abyssmal void
'till life is undone, the world cold, emotion devoid
Haunting the mind of he who lives it
wracking the brains, bit by bit
Another life, soon may fall
soon to be cleansed by the rapturous squall
Dawn soon falls, the wind soon silent
as if on a whim, the day less violent
Perhaps the tempest might be quelled
from the guilty conscience of man be felled
The mäelstrom arrives with a peaceful repose
like the mem'ry content with what 't is supposed
Inside the mäelstrom there in lies the eye;
the solemn center where the white flags shall fly
All is calm, all is quiet
till the winds might stir the riot
Weighed down with man's golden greed;
the sinful rest leaves the soul to bleed
Sin and storm, one might say,
creates the tempest to wrack the day
So let me ask, and answer true;
Are you content with that who is You?
The past one has led, the mem'ries once lived
a conscience upheld, the guilt thus contrived
Much like the storm, the lesser the fray
the lesser the pain, the brighter the way

Reviews

[DarkAngelWriter]

I really liked this, and I'm not one for rhymers. Great work, my friend.

And thank you for your awesome reviews :)

[Writer CW Kirkland]

I liked this poem, and I thought it was written with intelligence and deep thought. I admit that I had to read it a few times to understand everything. I think this poem may not appeal to a larger audience based on the vocabulary and density, but that does not mean it is not an impressive write. I also liked your correct use of apostrophes because I have seen this misused in several pieces on this site. Thank you for sharing your writing on the Cafe, and I look forward to reading more in the future.