Copyright 2007 K. Omodele
At what point does a soul wither and drop?
Like rotten fruit from an ill-fated tree
The result of youthful intrepid plots
whose sole regal intent screamed, "LOOK! I BE."
What event led to the poor soul's demise?
Severed from his roots- a long stemmed Black Rose
Did volcanoes erupt in blood-fire eyes?
Time is a-grinding while youth decompose
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Ahhh deep ... unanswered questions. Keep it coming. Love it.
ReplyDelete*Nik*
Creatively poignant. Very nice.
ReplyDelete@ nik~ thanks for following my blog. I'm elated that you enjoy my artistic expression.
ReplyDelete@ Stephen Bess. Thanks...It means a lot coming from a creative veteran as yourself. You are where I want to be...Keep creating, Bro.
Kaya
WOW! We really need to be 'conscious' of the plight of our youth. Thanks for the message in this very thought provoking piece.
ReplyDelete-Shelly
This has an absolutely AMAZING swing to it. I'd love to hear it rhymed out loud.
ReplyDeleteHey Kaya,
ReplyDeleteThis is beautifully written. I hope you don't mind me asking, but what is the significance of the black rose?
Michelle
I love your poetry man.....I feel your flow. This one is wicked!
ReplyDeletemichelle asked the same question i did- what is the significance of the black rose? it keeps showing up. love this poem
ReplyDeleteiyabo
@Michelle and Iyabo. For me, Black Roses represent deep and intense beauty. This poem is about how some choices you make as a youth can affect the future.
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