Customize Consent Preferences

We use cookies to help you navigate efficiently and perform certain functions. You will find detailed information about all cookies under each consent category below.

The cookies that are categorized as "Necessary" are stored on your browser as they are essential for enabling the basic functionalities of the site. ... 

Always Active

Necessary cookies are required to enable the basic features of this site, such as providing secure log-in or adjusting your consent preferences. These cookies do not store any personally identifiable data.

No cookies to display.

Functional cookies help perform certain functionalities like sharing the content of the website on social media platforms, collecting feedback, and other third-party features.

No cookies to display.

Analytical cookies are used to understand how visitors interact with the website. These cookies help provide information on metrics such as the number of visitors, bounce rate, traffic source, etc.

No cookies to display.

Performance cookies are used to understand and analyze the key performance indexes of the website which helps in delivering a better user experience for the visitors.

No cookies to display.

Advertisement cookies are used to provide visitors with customized advertisements based on the pages you visited previously and to analyze the effectiveness of the ad campaigns.

No cookies to display.

Secret | Tara Lynn Hawk - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

Secret | Tara Lynn Hawk

Lay before me the questions
The ones without answers
The courage in me to make inquiries
Worthy of a self taught,
cognitive mind
Shared complexity honored
Connected by our differences with
no derision
Alone before the abyss
It’s meaning now dead
Consequences expunged
The Roman device of execution
indelibly marks my being
And pushes me into exile
No redemption promised
Nihilism envelopes us
We are abandoned
This our slap back
And the intolerant will continue to
declare offense
Using suffering to explain away evil
Grey and darker it becomes
For they desire us crawling towards a
form of systematic deception which society mandates
we must obtain to remain part of it
But this context of inclusion
I care not to honor
I shall remain to you unredeemed
Awake and always redrafting
the map of my conscience
The secret mine
For now I know
The transcendent longs for me

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Best Poetry Online