Aditi Mishra Poet Rhyme

Last Breath

As dark storms roar, on numb biting floor his fears soar,
masked monsters crawl in painful sprawl of chilling squall
in his abode, winter showed then memories flowed.
Familiar gloom creeps in the room; a hazy fume,
war mistakes, a secret shakes while his courage breaks
a struggling moth, blood red froth staining his white cloth.
An ember glow, his hopes flow striding across snow
lighting a fire, dreams desire to reach higher,
a soothing touch his fingers clutch reviving much
anxieties cease, cells release his soul in peace.

August 6, 2020

Keen Observation I Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Funom Makama

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Beata Agustin September 15, 2020 at 1:40 AM Congrats! Thanks for sharing this. Your last line delights me: "anxieties cease, cells release his soul in peace." God bless you.

John Watt September 14, 2020 at 7:47 AM Back to congratulate you on your win, my friend. Powerful emotions in this writing - I enjoyed reading it again. Blessings, John

Funom Makama September 14, 2020 at 5:34 AM A big big congratulations for this feat. I am so sorry this is coming a month late, due to the pressure, we medical practitioners are facing at this time, I didn't have the time to go through the contest, but I am glad I did. it was a difficult decision to make, a big congratulations to you once again.

John Watt August 6, 2020 at 11:33 PM Aditi, you excel in this rapid-fire rhyme with such powerful imagery of a man's final moments. Such mastery of language you display! Your sympathetic perspective helps us find peace in the final resolution of his conflict. A fave for me, I foresee success for you in this contest. God bless you, my friend ~ John