[p] - Chains

Around our necks hang our chains
Which drag us through life in pain.
Bound by our faults and failures
We seek only material treasure.

Weak and weary we wander wayward
Left, Right, Straight, not back
For the past is best left sacked away
Deep behind and beneath the dust
That serves as a consummate rust
Upon the metal that binds us down.

Impurity leaves a strong reminder
To us as we hear the lyre
Of the harper who plays a tune
Reminding use of what is soon

So now the lesson is left untaught
And confusion stays, blocking what's sought.
There is nothing left to earn,
Yet the fact, so hard to learn.

Tugged away by our constant chains
We're left to walk in unrestful pain.

*Smiles really big* WoW!! Out of everything I have read of yours - this is my absolute favorite.
^_^ It really touched me deeply and the way the words flow really 'turned on my heart light'. ^_^

Weak and weary we wander wayward

Let me just say DAMN that really grabbed me. No joke. This poem had me captivated. You have a wonderful talent. Please write more . . . much, much more.

Impatienly awaiting another wonderful installment of poetry - LadySteph

Well I thank you very much Lady Steph.

It was just one of those things... I already have a great line for my next poem that came to me while I was writing it, but i didn't put it in this b/c it didn't fit, but i imagine it will be just as powerful. I don't want to spoil it, but it is only 3 words and 2 of them are the important ones.

This poem was basically about people in the general populace. People have these lessons that lie in front of them, yet they refuse to accept them. These lessons are formed from their faults that they continue to repeat, and thus the chain is never broken.

Even a poetic explaination for it, impressive (unlike my spelling :p ). Yea, anyways, great poem and the meaning that you so (I'll say again) so poetically described was too true. *sighs* sometimes reality is just too hard for a lot of people to accept, that's why a lot of people loathe poetry.
And once again I could go on forever about that subject, but instead I'll just end this here with "once again you've written a great poem."

:choc:

Thanks for the compliment. I think this one has to be my favorite out of all the ones I have written. Desire i feel is a favorite now because of the meaning it carries with it.