Fervorous Peroxysm For Oppressed Venture

I wish to be a poet, like Oscar
I’ve got so much passion in me, it’s pain
I long to take an adventure; wander
I’ve got the world in my heart- unashamed
Sometimes I wake up, and swear I can fly
I wish but to experience my life
How could I leave my heart to be denied?
Balance me on the tip of your dulled knife
Caress my scars, and scream at me in vain
I need to feel my heart fill, then break
Tether me to a line, sever the chain
I won’t give you my soul, it’s mine to take
    I need to drive too recklessly; faster
    My trust is in my heart, my heart mastered

-s.c.n.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Agustin Avatar
March 1, 2026 at 7:37 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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