Good evening everyone and yes, it is another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week I am featuring one of my poems and it is called “a version of two places…” I really hope you guys will enjoy it and please give me some feedback. Feedback is great for writing 🙂
a version of two places…
Once at the time when darkness fell,
Recalls a city on the edge of hell
Its color sparkle shadows from below
Made black and red run like melting snow
It moved me so much to answer not
The cries of wanting the hurt to stop
It was heard from the door—an unknown voice
It made me believed that I had a choice
So, I ran to the entrance, the door was ajar
I wondered inside but didn’t get too far…
My eyes saw the future as it lived in the past,
My eyes gave candor that nothing will last
It saddens me that I could not find the voice
It maddens me that I never had a choice…
Once upon a rhyme that mocks the living old
It suppresses the impression of striving to be bold
the environment was so different and yet was not
it held the same colors of life and rot
to which tone aligned to which metaphors who knows
as wondrous of guessing to allowing me to show—
that I know nothing.
the sky forgot,
that the heavens refuse to open as I choose rot
a terrible day has come, and it won’t ever go
the truth gave way to darkness, frost, and snow
the truth gave way to all I should know.
That both settings were tainted
And both were with blight,
I loved the forever reasoning of never being right
It asked the questions and wanted more
It asked the opinions of discounted bores.
By K.G. Bethlehem
KG Bethlehem 