Since I've been studying poems so much recently, I thought I'd have a go...
Hope you like it....this is the first poem I've written in a long time and it is much harder than prose!
Beasle95 :)
Monsoon
When will this storm cease?
When will these waves of words
Stop crashing on deaf ears?
Neither side agrees to listen
So the chaos never ends.
Intervention achieves little,
And grasping tighter only causes greater
Distance.
Tilted heads to hide the tears
That all can see.
What use are empty words?
Do we achieve anything by
Keeping up old pretences when
All can see through our
Shattered glass?
Broken mirrors bring only bad luck.
Empty windows,
Dusty floors;
These are the aspects we tried to hide
But all seem to see
But is there point fixing that
Which is broken in a storm?
Pointless endeavours never cease.
Icy waters bring no warmth, nor do
Locked doors invite in friends.
One can only hope for it to pass.
But the storm doesn't last forever.
Soon enough the clouds part and
Rain ceases to fall.
Sunshine breaks through the
Congregated madness and
Peace is once more. Restored.
