Nihilist

Farcical, extravagant 
My birthmark is a scar 
A speckled blotch ...
A spot of pox 
An icon from afar 

I'm an upstart, I'm an eyesore 
Ranting with a flair
In a tempest, I'm a rabid bird 
Setting fire to the air 

As dauntless as a hellhag 
Unmoved by love or care 
I can hold up in a cyclone 
Feasting on your fear 

I'm your last hope 
As a laughingstock 
I'm your courage in a dare 
As audacious as a terrorist 
With death-defying hair 

When it's time to play the tragic fool 
I'm as flagrant as a glare 
Seething with a vengeance
In a tantrum of despair

Written by © Raven Drake

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Anna Hopper

December 27, 2018 at 12:50 PM

Love it

Trinity Biles

November 3, 2014 at 1:01 PM

I'm loving all of your work. I'm new here, so I haven't seen much but you're already a favorite. I love the dark, and brutal honesty that this poem gives off.

Raven Drake

November 5, 2014 at 11:13 AM

Thank you Trinity. What a wonderful compliment. I am very glad you are enjoying these. Good to hear from you.

Terry O'Leary

October 24, 2014 at 3:19 AM

Excellent!!

Raven Drake

October 24, 2014 at 9:47 AM

Thanks Terry. I'm glad you are enjoying my work and I very much appreciate the interest.

Anne-Lise Andresen

October 12, 2014 at 12:03 PM

- Warm welcome to PoetrySoup, Raven- I choose your first very well written rhyme poem - Nice to meet you! - Hope you will be satisfied with our "soup family" - we are many .. but has plenty of room for you too- Be kind and keep PoetrySoup as a haven -(Comment on the poetry of others and they will comment on yours.) Thank you for posted your words and thoughts here, I want to come back to read more another day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Raven Drake

October 24, 2014 at 9:51 AM

Thank you Anne. I have been very busy in the non-virtual world as of late. I grow a portion of my own food, forage for medicinal plants, drive a bike instead of a car, harvest rain water and I don't own a computer or a phone. I live pretty much in a remote village in New Mexico. So I am not on the internet much. I hope to find the time to connect and respond to your poetry and the other poets as well. On those occasions when I find myself reading a magazine or newspaper at a public library, I also try to find time to respond to comments on the internet.