Cured Precariousness

Every angle was very well played

I tried to alleviate

The leaps and bounds

To demonstrate

Why being precarious

Had been hazardous

Towards my relational health

Within my close circle of friends

The morning thereafter was so far away

It was hard to pretend

The night before lasted to long too differentiate

The identity of the hinderer for my social misfortune

Now following me like an eye of a storm

Named Hurricane Kismet

Having similar aspects of a gray cloud of discontent

I earned while gambling to get out of the midst

Of the path navigating its devastation pattern

A better nickname for it

Would be a no win situation

Not exclusive to amateurs

Hesitation did not contribute

To a choice I had make

In the past

Leading to an obvious mistake

At last

Labeled as an undisclosed fate

Introducing me to regret, setbacks, and karma

Had to partake in

Having fled from the capture of my defenses

For progression

Their mission for scheming to predict my future

Promoted a so-called crippling allure

As the 3 formidable foes of disaster

Hadn’t witnessed their effects on my fortitude due to the hereafter

Of their maneuvers

Quicken the prognosis

I had to process

In order to get too the heart of the matter

That now became the spark I was looking for

Towards extinguishing the flames

As calamities cousins' overtures

Dictated for what I had to endure

While deadening a disease

Named precariousness

That’s was contagious enough to silence my reason for existing

Amongst all the aspects of living

As a human being

Reviews

[afra]

very deep and beautiful ....well done

[ms. barrie]

your style, structured technique, your choice of words mixed with the richness of the imagery you conveyed here, as always astounds me. once again, this is brilliantly penned, a great write. thanks for sharing!

[AleyshaRosa]

The identity of the hinderer for my social misfortune
Now following me like an eye of a storm
Named Hurricane Kismet
Having similar aspects of a gray cloud of discontent

That now became the spark I was looking for
Towards extinguishing the flames
As calamities cousins overtures

I like your use of personification in these verses; it paints a more abstract, vivid picture in my mind. I enjoyed this poem and the tone is contained, ad though I like the broken verses, you sometimes lost me.
Not a bad thing, seeing as the theme was recurring through the poem so there was no confusion as to what it was about.
Thanks for sharing, BP
Koodoos

[kublakhan27]

I must sound like a broken record now, but I never know how to respond technically to your stuff...maybe they're so perfect to me on an emotional level that there's simply no technical advice to give...social misfortune, regret, setbacks, karma...those words just speak to me, I'm not sure how else to put it except to put 100 into the rating box and add it to my library...