Dirt Wings

What's more potent to inner-destruction? What is known or what is thought?

Alone I stand 

With all that I've ever known

As query comes to command 

The notion I'll never own

Ordained by none

But these trapping thoughts

With their dripping doubt that cons 

A thought I've always sought

Distant from kings

Never bound by law or god

Yet trapped by the thought of wings

That glide me down to plod 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Laura]

This is absolutely fantastic.

Your use of rhyming is subtle, but very well done. It is not at all distracting, as most rhymes tend to be. Yours, rather, adds to the overall feel of the poem and enhances it.

I love this poem, and look forward to reading more of your work.

Great piece!

[Angi]

This is very well done. I enjoy short, succinct poetry and this is the stuff. The last line hits hard. Can't say how much I like this, Obey! Angi~

[London's Lily]

I agree with Laura, that your rhyming is pleasantly subtle.

This part:

Distant from kings
Never bound by law or god

to me, meant that our thoughts are ours, and no one, not a king, not the law, not even a god, can control them. I don't know if that was your intention, but that's what those lines brought to me. :)

Well done :)