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Picture Of Bleeding Words


Many voices play in my head
trying to overcome what was declared;
knots of blaming words litter hazy thoughts
in cracks of evening as  I plead for silence.
But a litany of defenses grinds on 
as I blindly look up, framing a starlight
to assuage this deep tug of anguish.

There is still to learn from a life
where own feelings are not heard,
a lament within my mouth closing
each time  you explode, unaware
of my need for some respect--
yes, I am just a young lad so used
to fatherly commands which drain me
like a wounded, street animal 
being reproached without fairness---
and only you must bear the consequence
when I free these hands, screaming 
back until we both bleed.


Poems that paint a picture
Contest by Silent One 
Sept 9, 2017





Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2017

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  1. Date: 9/15/2017 11:35:00 AM

    Banjo congrats on your win!
  1. Date: 9/13/2017 7:52:00 PM

    Congratulations on your win Banjo with this creative poem!
  1. Date: 9/13/2017 9:14:00 AM

    Banjo congratulations on your win
  1. Date: 9/13/2017 6:29:00 AM

    very deep imagery.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest..

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