Walled In

about walls! i hate those dreadful things

July 2011

Walled existence 

Was all he knew;

Alone and dying 

In an empty room.

Cardboard confines

Restraints for weak men.

Him and his dead soul

With ambitions to live

Woe and wailing hearts 

And failing resolve 

Marked his sole fear 

To fell paper walls

From dying God

To not at all

Paralyzed with doubt

An old man falls.

The ground violently

Quivers and quakes

Walls tremble and shake

And tumble down.

A dead man laughs

As he looks past

Crashed walls 

To see that nothing 

Has changed at all.

Just four walls 

And his empty room.

Restricted reality;

The only life he knew.

Reviews

[Priscilla Sayers]

Sad write for the old man, wonderfully told. The depth of this piece is thought provoking as one wonders why it is the only life he has ever known....

[R J Askew]

Ach, this is moving. We fear the things you describe. They are reality for many. I esp like, 'Paralyzed by dount//an old man falls' and the entire last verse.

[Sugar Plum ♥]

This poem has deep meaning and much more sense than on surface and i love that! your poems are written always in professional manner, I can only teach from you...Its so amazing that I want to read many times again...
~nia~

[LiveLaughLove]

I don't know about you
but i'd go mad if I was walled up all day
anyway great write
love your random ramblings
:)