Liquid Literature

I navigate an ocean of liquid literature;

endless cobwebs of lies strung

of the unreal fantasies of liquor,

of the lullabies to myself I sung.

Suffocating in seas I never wandered around,

I hardly emerged from the bubble dome

                                         that I call home.

            I drowned without a sound;

and I drowned without knowing I drowned.

Author's Note

Photo courtesy of Lappisch of Deviant Art.

Reviews

[Bluefire]

I love this one!
It's like you got lost in a book and didn't realize it until the end.
Very well done!

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you, Blue.

[Bluefire]

No problem. ^^

[Pax]

I drowned without knowing I drowned.
~wow your words always brings a powerful punch...

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you.

[Baby Ricochet]

Love the third stanza

[Tai Ryens]

You crack me up, hehe.

[That_Girl]

"endless cobwebs of lies strung
of the unreal fantasies of liquor,
of the lullabies to myself I sung." Please, describe my whole life why don't you... :) Except, the liquor was quite real.... but sometimes like a dream. Nice!

[akihsna]

The poem structure, the rhymes..everything is just so beautifully expressed. And most importantly, I guess no one has ever portrayed Literature the way you did. Who would have ever seen It from such a pretty point of view? ^^
The Liquid state of Literature has been wonderfully shown with the exact and appropriate choice of words ringing with the Liquid state of It :)
Each line is poignant. Really loved it!

[Tai Ryens]

Thanks, and I got the idea from the fact I get lost in books many times; and the word 'lost' reminds me of an ocean. Everything does.