Thursday, August 26, 2010


Captured phantoms
Fading souls
Hollowed pieces
Trapped in endless empty plains
Eclipses of despair dancing to drowsy beats of concocted reproach
Echoes of self-loathe drifting out of surrendered worth
Chasing dangerous excitements
Lives ebbing away
Gulp by gulp


Nana Yaw Asiedu said...

I like this. It must be true about drunks! :p. Everything, especially the part about self-loathe. But I wonder if the "drinking away their lives" is not put too directly. The rest of the verse is subtlety itself, so that line seems out of character. Otherwise, I LIKE!

posekyere said...

I see what you mean, NY.
Thanks for the honest comments.

posekyere said...

See. I have doctored the dent!