Writer's Parade (collaborative poetry with P)

Parade 4/5

Lost in turmoil scattered on the ground

Drifting monochromatic life has made me

Seek for an alternative expression

To where I won’t be judged by 

The old said, aimless arrows don't follow paths.

They were mistaken when they jib to swallow;

Lies beyond me right ken of Goliaths

Thus spider's web where sights slew arrow.

Carry on, carry on

As the midnight falls grew sorrows

Endless thoughts breed unending write

Passing the baton leaving for interpretation

Hungry readers halt for destruction

Thirst-quenching on a flavored ink

And this appetite beams at afterglow,

Eyes beyond me, sight senses aftermaths.

I were young when I jib to swallow

What ends arrows needed were aimless paths.

Grateful to all my fellow Barenaked writers

On their midst of passion here in Writerscafe

Has become my most treasured inspiration

Now has come that I lay down my pen

Until then, will be back again. 



Thank you P 
P's profile link: https://www.writerscafe.org/Zmnx

Author's Note

reviews are welcome, let me know your thoughts :D