Misplaced

Anguish, prodigious  

Compassion searching for its way home

Yet grit is all that is acknowledged

Relics of hearts depraved

     of love and accompaniment

 

Misplaced are the passions of humankind

Disguised as success, power and greed

Incurring expenses way beyond means

Shan’t not be grieved once deceased

 

Sorrow,  devastating

Constantly whirling to the surface

Aching bones not from age but meagreness

Forsaken sanguinity as deep as the blues

     of the sky and the seven seas

 

Misplaced is the benevolence of many

Misguided trials, errors and voracities

Transcending judgement of what is owed

Desolation as gray as the gloomiest storm clouds

 

Adoration,  broadening  

Freed if bitten by the fangs of love

Warming up misplaced souls inundated in dew

Exposing one’s own fault of chaos partaken

 

Misplace self-fears, sadness and tears

Exterminate the suffering vermin of man

The cure for melancholy not found in any vial

Yet within the humanity of every human

Reviews

[K.N. Lorenzen]

Impressive write! Have you disallowed people to write reviews? :) I don't get it. Anyway!
You seem to have an untroubled language, which flows lightly, painting complex and evocing images.

"Relics of hearts depraved"
"Misplaced are the passions of human-kind" (Nuff said!)
"The cure for melancholy not found in any vial
Yet within the humanity of every human"
***!
K.

[Krista Gallant]

Thank you so very much for your review K. I have not disallowed people to write reviews. Not sure why you had difficulty. But I'm happy to see your words. They mean very much to me :D

[SmittyJas]

Warming up displaced souls inundated in dew-Loved that and many other lines of this well written poem of yours It all runs together well and tells a great story in a short poem. Great writings.