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Famine Of The Soul (eddy styx)
Famine of the Soul
I am hunger
my nature is constant
I have many faces
and many facets
like a river
which branches
I flow from my source
to infect oceans
at my insatiable mouth
I am that gnawing
cavernous ache in the belly
that cries out for sustenance
I am hunger
an emptiness devoid
of all replenishing fuel
and I have leveled armies
no one is safe
from my touch
I can inflict
the youngest babe
helpless in its cradle
to the oldest man
lamenting for his youth
and lost opportunities
I have no words
but can be heard
as the soldier
crying out for
the loss of his life
in a foreign land
I am relentless
in my drive to enslave
I inflict the rich
and poor alike
with a keening need
I am hunger
I will not be denied
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
chevyvent
8 years 8 months ago
Nice lyrical presentation
I really like your writing very touching to my heart.
Candlewitch
8 years 8 months ago
dear M.V.,
thank you so very much for reading my poem and responding! it is much appreciated :)
*ever, eddy
always, Cat
Keith Logan
8 years 8 months ago
Similar thoughts
to a poem my brother wrote over forty years ago called I Am Legion.
Main difference, he wrote in rhythm and rhyme.
Candlewitch
8 years 8 months ago
hello Keith!
it sounds like your brother and I would have had much in common! free verse is my most comfortable medium.
*ever, eddy styx
always, Cat
p.s.
eddy styx is my male alter ego who writes dark poetry :)
chevyvent
8 years 7 months ago
I have many faces also
I was thinking of the tune of imagine by John Lennon with this piece.
The concept of many faces don't we all really try to hide behind a mask cause were to afraid to reveal our true selves/
Marked on a blotted page yet clearly intact.
The true picture of illustration makes a great impact with this piece.
I thought it was great.
Keith Logan
8 years 7 months ago
Imagine?
Shouldn't that be Eleanor Rigby
Waits at the window, wearing the face
That she keeps in a jar by the door
Candlewitch
8 years 7 months ago
dear Mario,
thank you for your return visit and explanation. I agree with you about the fact that most people wear masks. have a great weekend.
always, Cat
*ever, eddy styx
Esker
8 years 7 months ago
awesome...
oceans U wrote
I put in a line on your word upon reading..
"my saline mouth"
and I like salient..that word too..
but the salt in the wounds...
the bleak of salted fiends like the romans
so nothing grew...for a time...
poetry like spells with the roll of the language
and meaning
this I feel of your works
masks...yes....Greeks used them in the
stripped down streamlined of their plays
of the day which were very popular
a socialistic comment
the one channel of its day
so all would be on the same
thought wave
unlike our fracture and facet
of today
Emoji's for expression
thoughtful and brilliant
delving Candlewitch
Thank U!
Mr Wolf!
Candlewitch
8 years 7 months ago
dear Mr. Wolf,
thank you for reading this *eddy styx poem! from the depth of your comment, I can see how very profoundly you understood my meaning. I always enjoy and appreciate your comments. they are a pleasure for me to read! and I do understand what you mean :)
*ever, eddy
*hugs, Cat