The Enemy

The Enemy

A Poem by Alana
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This came to me while I was doing laundry. I think my muse likes to attack me at extremely random moments. Also, back to rhyme I go :P

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Traitorous lips catch on thorns of a rose,

Misleading petals, crimson exposed.

Traitorous tongue twists into a snarl,

Cheek reflect mindset, unkempt morale.

Traitorous fingers reach out to collide,

Trembling and anxious, humanity hides.

Escape from the seed on wavering legs,

For the traitorous heart never ceases to beg.

© 2010 Alana


Author's Note

Alana
Sometimes, I never know what I'm writing about until it's over. Often, those are my favourite forms of writing, the ones that surprise even the writer after the words reveal themselves.
I seem to like short pieces, I haven't written anything long in ages. Perhaps I'll expand on this, what do you think?
Also, I felt 'snarl' and 'morale' seemed a little weak. Any feedback would be wonderful, thank you :)

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JC
you can say a lot in these shorter poems and it gives the reader time to think, like a one two punch you hit us with some delectable verses to chew on here...i dig it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Just right in length...., like the imagry of the snarl, moral eyup with u on that, but very kewl scribe

Posted 12 Years Ago


You dont need to expand on this, you wouldnt want it to lose any of its meaning and I think lengthening it could do just that. It worked beautifully as a short piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is so intense. I love the way you created such
dramatic emotional content. Every word was the raw
unedited truth.

Posted 13 Years Ago


it's really good, deep, meaningful ...

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like that a person can take this write i a number of different ways. This has many real meanings. Nice!

Posted 13 Years Ago


powerful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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"Sometimes, I never know what I'm writing about until it's over. " It happens to me too because mind can tell you things you didn't know you had
Nice piece!
Peace!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I liked it!! Very powerful the way it is! sometimes length does not matter!

Posted 13 Years Ago


i think its great the way it is, great job

Posted 13 Years Ago



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