An Open Can of Worms

Its old but i like it

In the quiet of a raging storm
When the very heavens wrath awaits
Listens and longs for you

Then with your eyes tightly closed as usual
you will see all that you want to see
yet you wont see me.

In the solace of your own mediocrity....
you will call
dogs will howl as children scream
but never will a tree shudder and fall
silently for you or me

Now arise please open up those eyes
look deep inside your mind
will you now judge me?

Forever in your contempt
look down on my seeming inequity,
as the black leaves of wasted education crash
lie with me, die with me
for you will never hold me

Feel now if you may
the open can that resides inside a heart that has never pulsated

Try now and open  those blind crimson blasphemous eyes

And realise You are not Me!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. A feel of revolution I could feel in these words. I like the question you ask in this poem.
"Now arise please open up those eyes
look deep inside your mind
will you now judge me?"
Complete poem is amazing. I like the strong ending.
Coyote

[Drake Ryder]

Amazing imagery, great word choice. I believe this is truly one of the great poems you have written.

[PadfootBlack]

This is epically brillaint. Really. Fantastic job, sir. Excellent use of vocabulary, and the piece is broken up perfectly. 100/100

[Graceful]

OH MY GOSH! SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOODDDDD! I LOVE IT! IT"S SO TRUE!

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. oh gosh ... you really let the cat out of the bag with this one ... oh how magnificently you spill the beans ... 'solace of mediocrity' - sheer genius ...