Today

To live where nobody knows your triffid
Moving day-to-day in your own way
It's hard to say
Growing inside to gigantic size
Containing a poisonous sting
Digging deep in the clay of one's own mind
Bare hands, short fingernails and wrinkles
Lifting out the Earth of beating prosper
Looking closely
Addicted to gain
Feeling the pain
As one drinks and enjoys a movie
Another toys and thinks of boobies
Large diaphragm dilated and depressing despise inside beautiful singing
Taking a bath as bubbles run down your back
Blue Jays fly into your eyes with a look to stop a heart
Roots growing deeper and deeper each sunrise
With nobody by your side
The tide in crashing on the soul
Self within forming lovely waves beneath your pen
It is true to you that men love to woo and wallow with your attire
They always look right at first, but history has rehearsed
Time is a routine of a mime
Then and only then is it clear which one is right for you
With nothing to give and nowhere to be but free
The only way to live, in essence to wait for the time with thee
The scent showing there is a womb
In a wild abound beyond vocals
It's felt true through as the pond sits for all to see
With its beauty and visage to be along side that tree
In the banks of one's own heart
Standing in thought
Mud all around
A loud sound
Clearing mucks abound
She's finally around to stand in your ground

Author's Note

Heartfelt and oppressed today



Enjoy! :)

Reviews

Deep, heartfelt, as you call it dramaticly beautiful. You are beautiful in this way of poetry ;) you describe it with emotion and oil paint to burn on the soul, instead on the canvas. The little clues, I catch them. As they dance around my thoughts almost on full moon. The tree, the roots, the way, the clay... all is thee in some important way.
Your 3 most important ones, and the ones I pick out :D

1. Bare hands, short fingernails and wrinkles
2. Time is a routine of a mime
3. The only way to live, in essence to wait for the time with thee

My compliments, even for the music, Karunesh, one of my favs! ;) 100

[AtticusBlack]

Completely agree with Emphasis, your play on words is brilliant, and I'm a big fan of the rhyming at the end my friend:
Mud all around
A loud sound
Clearing mucks abound
She's finally around to stand in your ground

Nice work :)

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that fact that you used the word Triffid in your poem is awesome! Great analogy..they scare the hell out of me! Beautiful structure and haunting in verse..nice job

[Cassie Fraga]

aaaaawwww..... this was an AMAZING write my friend so deep with emotion, and your play on words is def. on point!! GREAT JOB on this one Empirik, 100/100
**tips my lyrical wand to you** =)