Hallucination-Ife
Hallucination
There are a thousand gates allowing entry into the orchard of mystical truth
Yet the weariness had settled into our brains like molten lead
Monday went by like a small summer cloud
Like a dream in the first hours of dawn
But my soul invaded, devoured by a black flame
It suffocated me, stuck to me like glue
On Tuesday every bomb that hit filled us with joy
Gave us renewed confidence
In the evening, a concert given before an audience of the dead
We were free at last
Or was it a hallucination?
Our first act as free men
Revenge
Our nerves had reached a breaking point
Our skin aching
A corpse was contemplating me
The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me
Hi Ife,
ReplyDeleteI liked how you scattered the quotes from the book instead of just putting on the first line like I did. I also found it powerful that you turned to nature like words as summer cloud, molten lead, and other words which I found interesting and I liked it a lot. And I also love how you put it into a perspective where they all are in a hallucination.
- priscilla
Ife,
ReplyDeleteI like your use of vocabulary and how you used words to paint a picture instead of just listing sentences on a page. I also admired how you questioned the peoples freedom. The only thing is that there are some spots where you could and punctuation, suffixes and small words that help the poem flow easily. But overall I really enjoyed reading your poem and i think you did a great job.