Failure
Sean Michael, July 2015
Hope withers
and hatred blossoms,
the inward kind.
Pain is all you feel.
Failure is all you know.
Destruction is the course.
Dreams lie shattered at your feet
and flash mobs dance upon them,
crushing and grinding.
The bitterness is sharp
like a blade splitting the tongue.
You grind your teeth in agony.
A sadness sets in
that seems to last forever…
It just won’t go away.
I know how you feel.
Posted for dVerse Poets, Open Link Night #153, August 20, 2015
Mad Poet Enchained 
You know…in these words I feel I know you. At least I know these feelings. I know failure. Wish I didn’t but then again, I guess it’s all part of the big picture.
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I’m happy to have connected with you. I’ve always been a loner and have often felt far away, but writing gives me a sense of presence.
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Poignant in its truth and simplicity.
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Thank you.
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That last line change the whole sense from a complaint to compassion.. It makes all the difference.
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It sure does. Thanks for noticing that.
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Yeah, I know a bit how you feel as well.
Its like a fog that settles in the space between mountains
too thick to see through.
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Thank you. Nice metaphor…
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wow…a strong end line..so well expressed….
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Thanks. Glad you liked it.
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You describe that feeling that goes with failure so well. Love these lines:
Dreams lie shattered at your feet
and flash mobs dance upon them,
crushing and grinding.
Great imagery.
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People commented on that line the most. I wrote it in moment that I felt things were going wrong and in my vulnerability, others were parading on my failures. But then it could have been all in my mind.
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This is exactly how a person feels when faced with loss or failure.. a vivid piece.
Well penned.
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Thank you so much for the kind words.
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Every fall has a climb and so also failure a victory.Touching lines.
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Thank you for the positive outlook and feedback.
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Pain Fire Fear
where is bottom
fall.. where
do rocks
fall
where
bottom
lies
where
do we
go
when
bottom
lies
a
way
up
no hope
no faith
no nothing
just will
just
will survive
as all who
cast down
get here now..:)
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“Dreams lie shattered at your feet
and flash mobs dance upon them”
turned that familiar line on its head, you did! 🙂 Like the others, I love your ending too.
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Dark Angel is a cool name. I wrote a story once called “Dark Angel.” Glad you enjoyed the poem.
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Very powerful write – I feel I have been through that stage in life to understand and relate to each of your words…
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Maybe everyone goes through it at some point in their life, some more than others.
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The imagery of flash mobs dancing upon shattered dreams….whoa….now that is intense and vividly demonstrates an understanding of deep pain.
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Deep pain I have come to understand, suffering severe depressions since an early age.
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I am so sorry to hear that this has been your experience, particularly from a young age.
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Ha ha. This is perfect:
“Dreams lie shattered at your feet
and flash mobs dance upon them,
crushing and grinding.”
I love that!
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Thank you–appreciate the comments.
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