Whispers

Ill let you decide the meaning of the poem.

Most people say their father is the best

I've always said I wish he was like the rest

Making my family proud has always been the intention

But lately I havent brought about much contention

Its easy to say that i've not been perfect

Its hard to say if its all been worth it

The days roll aging like the hair on our heads

Or breaking like the scales of a butterflies wings

Loud everything seems, moving to the beat of the worlds heart

But silence echoes in the night like a piercing dart

Hitting its target fatally with ease

But leaving a mark that will last for centuries

The dart, thrown by its patriarch

Does not see its target in the webbed dark

Bound by the tugging of love and friends

But cut by those who're meant to mend

Thrashed and strangled until scorched

By the limp end of a glittering torch

That pulls up the victim with contention and hope

And whispers in his ear, My dear.

-Jordan Bailey

Author's Note

The rhyme scheme is purposely broken to symbolize brokenness. The period at the end is purposely inserted at the end to keep the reader pondering the meaning of the poem.

Reviews

[Relic307]

It left a pretty weird feeling in my stomach. I love you.