Is That May Be

Is that may be
we act like dogs
whenever blood
or  fear on hold
vapours of gunshot holes

is that may be
that chased 
we throw ourselves
against the wind 
like swans or cranes

is that may be
while passing dreams
we're sane enough
to spell them on
in to a someone's  heart

is that may be
we let them flow
throughout the streams
of open veins
Is that may be...
                we're so insane?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace