Best Poems Written by Brian Russ

I Push On

Strong, though softened by stillness. Handsome with no 
hunger for approval. My mind is sharp, yet I resist its
 blade, choosing silence over the storm of thought. I 
feel deeply—but wear a mask of numbness. I dream, but 
only in fiction’s fragile glow. I ache and find warmth 
within the wound. I wrestle with the world, then walk 
away too soon. I burn with rage, craving to be heard. I
 am lost—yet somehow know the map by heart. I hear the
 whispers of truth but would rather roar. I am ordered
 in chaos, my maze its own blueprint. I hope while my
 mind floats in empty skies. I extend a hand but pull 
it back in silence. I grasp the weight of the unseen, 
afraid, yet drawn to the fire like a moth. I empathize 
from shadows drenched in ego. I am real—but fragments
 echo through the hollow. My needs are met, yet I 
starve within. I could touch the stars, but none 
called my name. The world offers infinity—but 
I feel caged by my skin. I believe—but faith slips 
through my clenched fist. I love with oceans of depth, 
but it remains locked in ice. I am bold, but fear the 
cliff's edge. A brilliant design—crafted with divine 
imperfection. A masterpiece chipped, scratched, and 
sacred, searching for meaning in a fog of noise. My 
sail, trembling and torn, yet still catching the wind. 
And through it all, I push on.

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