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Quest for Prey

Written: December 07, 2023
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Awful rumors arose on a rainy day at twilight.
Dwelling in darkness, guilty of stealing light.
Drops in rhyme, color-and-time lyrics draw me.
Through vibrant strokes, a love riot sings poetry 

Fearful and flawed, my soul whispered at dusk.
Bear me pain with no strain, as a rainy husk.
Shivering fingertips detect a rainy night's pulse.
Insecure, culpability, has been shown by impulse.

The moon shines on my soul-fitted trekker heart.
Spend the afternoon with cuteness and art.
My spirit delights in a giddy ache to free fall.
I persist on a wet day at dusk when claims call.

I am a hunter with heart prints, striving for a role.
Traveling through memories, I seek a lasting goal.
I left the norm and went on a strange voyage.
I reach a vivid world without a care or buoyage.

On wet days around dusk, I desire to sway.
Sky freedom frees me from claim and display
I fly with courage, leaving darkness for light.
Not misled, I checked my heart before a flight.

Memories play akin to sweet tunes in my mind.
As I leave the ordinary world behind,
Leaving footprints, I dance, and I roam.
Leaving behind the familiar, I find my home.

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Hiya Sharma December 9, 2023 at 7:18 AM Dear Sotto, this is such a palpable poem that explores those shades of circumstances when we yearn to find light within fleeting moments amidst this world of chaos and darkness.. Your rhymes and wordplay are so brilliant here! "Drops in rhyme, color-and-time lyrics draw me. Through vibrant strokes, a love riot sings poetry" Woww.. Your words shimmer like amulets of hope themselves.. Many lines here truly intrigued my heart and soul! Wonderfully crafted, as always..

Anne-Lise Andresen December 9, 2023 at 7:14 AM - A poem that leaves a deep impression on the heart, Las - Excellent written as always - hugs

Speaks Volumes December 8, 2023 at 12:53 PM Its like a diary entry. I think insecurity overwhelms us all at times, but you worked your way through it. I really enjoyed it. I am thinking the "cuteness" is a special someone of a very young age, and dearly related to his grandad. The trip overseas, and the beginning, such a wonderful intro to your poem as light is stolen. The reader was looking into your life for a brief while, well that's my interpretation and I loved it. I guess if two readers draw two interpretations of the one poem, and both liked it, its a double win. Sincere applause my friend, its a beauty. Wen

Silent One December 8, 2023 at 12:05 PM WE live in such an evil world, but remember my friend there are a lot of good people in this world also.. your poem rhymes and flows perfectly as always...

Victor Buhagiar December 8, 2023 at 10:15 AM I am so sad to read poems that deal with our evil world. Still a deep study.

Ink Empress December 8, 2023 at 3:29 AM Living in a world that dwells in darkness and rumours spread and sell better, one would always feel home when they leave this world, to an eternal sanctuary of truth and light. I as always loved the alliterations descriptive diction and flow of your rhymes in this. So profound and well articulated and theres so many lines that speaks volumes to me. Especially “ Traveling through memories, I seek a lasting goal.” i think many can resonate with that “ one who stays true to their heart. Brilliant

Valsa George December 7, 2023 at 10:32 PM "Memories play akin to sweet tunes in my mind. As I leave the ordinary world behind, Leaving footprints, I dance, and I roam. Leaving behind the familiar, I find my home." What a lovely conclusion to a beautiful poem. We poets leave the harsh world behind to roam free and unfettered in a world of imagination! What delight it brings making one sing and dance in abandon. I can sense your joy. Beautifully written, dear friend.