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I've been trying different forms and today it is the Carpe Diem... Just a free verse really..
This one I wrote straight from my mind with very little pause..
A carpe diem poem is a type of poem that urges people to utilize their present time maximally as little is known about the future; many people are scared hence they do not succeed in life. The name of the poem originated in the “odes” which is a series of poems composed by a roman poet Horace.
Carpe diem has been majorly used to encourage and make the readers recognize the power and value of each moment however brief it is as long as it possibly exists. the main feature of this poem is the content and theme, the structure style and language takes the second place, therefore, the main focus is put on the message conveyed.
This poem has no standard way to write it, one can use any meter and rhyme scheme but the easiest way to come up with this kind of a poem is by using the free verse style as it is simple and much easier way because it has got no rules in writing it. The major elements of this poem are death, life and time.
Latin expression that means 'seize the day.' Carpe diem poems have a theme of living for today.
yesterday is a collection
of photographic memories
tomorrow a whirlpool of
uncertainties
I'm a faded image
in this island of healing
trying to control life,
but helpless against
ambrosial aura of death
in an existence of
'what ifs'
was I bad,
good,
or just ugly
my father told me to
not show emotions, but,
today in momentary thoughts,
I have the urge to breathe poetry,
pondering modern metaphors,
analogies free from the irony of
oxymoron's of night and day,
how moonstones in artless skies
could compose singing sunsets
hidden behind ash clouds
life may not love me tomorrow,
yet I know the sky is mine
when the violin keeps playing
in midst of musical melancholy
and the pianist bleeds
on ivory keys I'm
torn between prophecies
and philosophies, where
scriptures and scholars
cannot ease these
vapours of sorrow,
as they tell me it's
all been said before,
but I still want to
find the perfect words
to reveal my imperfect
poetic scars,
even if it's the last time
it's my amethyst armour,
this ink reveals derelict dreams,
that once walked under
waterfall chandeliers,
and I'm still scribbling
these simple musings,
despite the scorn,
cracks of my heart
and the wounds
from daggers dug
deep into my flesh,
by those who offered
an olive branch or
tried to tame my soul
among so many friendly
faces, I feel so alone,
but still I smile, if
you knew my heart,
shaped like a pearl,
you would learn
it only wants to illuminate,
even in the toughest trials,
as adversity has always
made my mirror stronger,
so you cannot
defeat me
I am an eagle that soars
above the storm, I am
rain to my cherished flowers,
sunlight to cold hearts,
a lamp in darkness,
my silence is my
shield against torment,
so why should I
be afraid
in the new dawn
poets will still write,
musicians will still sing
and if this was my
last message,
even at the point of no return,
I'll keep hope in a treasure
with silver ribbons wrapped
around golden dreams,
because the music will never stop,
glowing in sun-streaked serenades
and in its glistening stillness
I'll whisper a farewell in
warm garnet shades
stolen from a rainbow
tomorrow you won't be there,
so, I'll live for today
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2024
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