One foot first, then the other
Inch by inch up the climb.
A son, brother and a lover,
the progress is slow and wearisome.
Step by step, a stumble here,
The rocks clatter and raise dust.
Up at a crawl, down at speed,
The asymmetry goes unlost.
Helping hands are too few and far,
to reach and gain a purchase.
The sight of sun warms the peaks,
To give the depths some purpose.
While the mountains tower far above,
The journey's far from run.
Instead of stares of determination,
Lays the despair of the outdone.
Broken and taken, left to death,
To look at the bright light fade.
As all else builds and greens to life,
The only growth is in the shade.
Tested and failed at each attempt,
No more chance will come to pass.
Stalled to still and fallen,
Shattered like graceless glass.
Very reflective and melancholic, life is hard at every stage we live. We have to climb one more step, although sometimes we do not make sense of it. The most beautiful thing is to live it, nice poem
I think most of my poems are melancholic at best, usually even more depressing. Perhaps I should write a happy one? :)
You will write it when it comes out of your soul, in the meantime I find them very beautiful. It is a way to drain all our feelings, at least I see it that way.
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STOPHelping hands are too few and far
If consider your poem as a life journey, it is the same in our life, we alone climb slow by slow despite stumbling.
Amazing poetry, the poetry you can write is truly amazing. Good writer at all
Beautiful poem. But... You should never give up climbing.
Even if it's in vain. Nothing is ever in vain.
Dear my bro @tarazkp !
I guess you are suffering the most from the current financial difficulties!
Such a beautiful melancholy that captures the struggle of everyday life. All of us in this race to succeed, fending for ourselves, uncaring of what we're losing in the process.
The strength to go on even after falling multiple times is what makes us humans.
Beautiful piece ❤️
I like the flow of this one. Elegant stanzas, nice rhythm, good schemes, straightforward messaging. A++ would recommend!