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Interregnum Poems

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PMPoem TitlePoetFormFormCategories  
A fantasy over rides reality MATTHEW harris Romanticism Romanticism interregnum, beauty, creation, desire, fantasy,
Enchanting Encounter With Rustic Beauty on an Early Morning Stroll Anand Pilaka Ballad Ballad interregnum, i miss you, inspiration,
Passage of Past and Found Fariq Yusoff I do not know? I do not know? interregnum, conflict, depression, life, lost,
THE CROSS ROAD Nobert Mathumo Narrative Narrative interregnum, identity, inspiration, spoken word,
The Headless Greenlandic Horseman Ivo Cosentino Verse Verse interregnum, best friend, city, courage,
NEVER Rajshree Rathore I do not know? I do not know? interregnum, life, me, sea, me,
Changing Canvas Shishir Gupta Free verse Free verse interregnum, tree, tree,

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Interregnum Poem Example

THE CROSS ROAD

When words sound like a lost course

Who is will provide the answers to all this questions we ask

When the world feels like sinking sand

Who will beat fear to hold my hand?

When the road of life seems too long to reach the end

Who will tell me continue when am just about to stop

 

I am not afraid of what the world brings me

It is after all life, and it is meant to be

I cannot chose what my tomorrow becomes

But I can choose to become my tomorrow

And define my existence today

But a choice is but a choice

It may not define what becomes

Or what tomorrow may bring

 

When behind lies the tattered ruins

Of an interrupted middle class firmly

When our differences of reason cannot elevate

When sense make no sense

And the silence in my house

Is beyond the count of grief

I sit and take a moment to meditate

For you to read my thoughts in a poem

 

In the deepest end of solitude

I find a place to bury pain

What my heart cannot heed

My mind cannot feed

To corrupt my thoughts with greed

I am not afraid to be alone

Because no one is ever alone

But I am afraid to be what I am not

Like a wound left to rot

 

A defined sense of solitude

At the cross road

When thoughts collide

When we take a moment to weigh our load

When we all pause

To Whig history

 

 

When the sea mimics the land

Life still exist within

When the sun set to the east

And the night is left for beasts to feast

Life still exist within

When all is lost

And when all is said and done

When fun has become less fun

When all have come and gone

When there is nowhere to run

Life still exist within

 

When something becomes nothing

When nothing becomes something

And when ideas deceive the mind

In the interregnum

It is the journey of life

Not the arrival which occupies my mind

When we get to the cross road,

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