A Tired Beast

Like a hungry vampire, pursues me loneliness 
Scarier than sharp canines for me human phoniness
I feel myself a tired beast in the jungle
Which life has driven into a blind angle
But   is calling ahead brutal struggle
Who knows  - if  will find me buddle?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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February 27, 2018 at 12:23 PM
your emotions and imagery are very powerful in your magnificent writes ,, Hai Hon
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February 27, 2018 at 1:09 PM
Thank you! Unfortunately, this is a record of cruel life realities.
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February 14, 2018 at 5:58 AM
The idea behind your poem is so distinct at the start but, the struggle to find who you want seems to stop you in your tracks. And that, of course, holds you back, exhausted. Tis a case of keep on trying both in writing and searching. Perhaps?
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February 14, 2018 at 6:11 AM
The struggle for a place under the sun and the satisfaction of conscience can be very grueling, but this is the necessary path without an alternative.I described the moment of desperation, which is natural, but does not inhibit the movement forward.It's like a samurai's despair before a battle, who does not know if he will perish, but the battle is his duty.
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