Inert Inspirers

When he was locked up in prison,

Further misdeeds he connived,

But being served as subhuman,

Evoked his forgotten pride.

When she became too glum minded,

And thought she had lived enough,

A childhood fragrance reminded,

Of debt of forgotten love.

When honoured warriors trembled,

As darkness blinded their sight,

Dishonoured rejects assembled,

To lend their forgotten light.

When tales intrigue with their views,

Yet fail to preach them robust,

As I keep working with clues,

I have not forgotten trust.

Reviews

[AJNJ]

Thr prisoner found his conscience and pride, blinded brave warriors got their lights from unexpected sources and someone who had lost all mirth was revived by a childhood fragrance of love. Great hope in your words, my friend. Never give up, till we have exhausted all possibilities and then some.

[Archishman Rick]

Thanks a ton for your kind and thoughtful words, dear sir. Hope you have been great. Cool name change! What's the acronym stand for, if you wish?

[AJNJ]

I quite fancy Allen Neal Jones the professional wrestler so AJ from there. And then I'm also a Ninja around here so NJ from there. 😁 I enjoyed this poem. You're welcome Archishman. I'll look forward to visit more of your pages soon. Ciao 🤗

[Archishman Rick]

Ah I see so it's AJ Styles. I remember the wrestling feud he had with Y2J from when I used to follow wrestling. Good times... thanks again and see ya around 😁

[John the Baptist]

This offering seems to speak of second chances. Verse 1 concerns a man who is imprisoned but decides not to let it destroy his faith in himself, while verse 2 describes a woman who had almost written her life off, but is reminded of the power of love by a fragrance. The succeeding verses serve as reminders that we should not give up hope, despite the negative messages life might give us. A good message here.

[Archishman Rick]

Thank you very much for the praise, your review is much appreciated sir. Hope can be really powerful when harnessed.

[Ayesha]

"Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing
Learn to labor and to wait."

There is so much power in your poem. Sometimes hope greets from unexpected places. We see that very hope sparkling in the eyes of the prisoner, the girl who was about to end her life,and the warriors. I have developed this habit of preserving some of the wonderful works in my journal that I come across here, and this is definitely going there. Thank you for sharing.

[Archishman Rick]

That's such a profound review, thanks a ton my friend. I'm enthralled to hear that you deem this worthy to be preserved in your journal. Where is that quotation from that you indexed? Will be a pleasure to read you too:)

[Ayesha]

That was from 'A psalm of life' by H. W Longfellow-a favorite.
Good to meet you.😊

[Archishman Rick]

Ah I see, thank you. Good to meet you too :)

[Tania Mo]

Some good in everything. I like this

[Archishman Rick]

Thanks a lot for your nice words friend. :) I'm glad you like it.

[barleygirl]

This is complicated writing & it took me a while & a few readings to glean out what you're saying here, but I doubt if I gleaned even half of what you intended. I've reviewed you before & you have felt that I was not reading you in the way that you intended, so you gave it a thorough explanation in your reply, which I always appreciate. I think the first 2 verses here are fairly straightforward & easy to understand, but the other 2 get interestingly complex & not easily deciphered. In the end, I get it that you are showing how the most unexpected things in life can give us inspiration in one way or another, but I have to say, nobody but you would pick these examples to show that. It's great that you show instead of tell. After giving your poem deep thought, I can see the way each verse supports your premise with a different illustration from real life. It's just that you have an interestingly complex way of seeing life & then translating it into imagery to make your various points. Please don't get defensive about this comment becuz there are many poets I cannot understand (or maybe I half-understand) at the cafe! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Archishman Rick]

It's always a pleasure to read to your effortful and hearty reviews, dear Ms. Barleygirl. I have no reason to get defensive from your honestly critiqued and well intentioned comment. I have intended to show, in a positive way, through the examples in the first 3 stanzas how the elements pride, love and light(figurative) which had remained inert, inspired the respective subjects in difficult settings, unexpectedly. They had been forgotten but not lost, quite like if the long dormant Mt. Vesuvius had erupted and spat gold onto Pompei instead of lava and ash. In the last verse the author feels as though tales like in the first 3, while have noble concepts, are not acknowledged enough or seen as impracticable and unrobust, and he wishes to strive towards getting them across and keeps trust in those concepts and the Inert Inspirers.
Take care and stay safe.✌🤗
Regards.

[Neville]

what a brilliant title .. and the rest aint bad either .. I am sure to visit more of your work in due course .. until then, All Good Things & stay both safe and well ... Neville

[Archishman Rick]

Thank you so much for your thoughtful words, kind sir. I greatly appreciate them. All good things back at you and wish you the same. :)

[Neville]

my pleasure entirely ..