Stampede
Abby Saila@sailaabby718822
2 months ago
In the crest of night,
a rowdy crowd brims,
voices clash like swords,
each laugh a thundercloud,
each shout a spark,
inflaming the air with
electric joy.
Fists pump,
feet stomp,
a harmony born from chaos,
unity in frenzy,
foreigners bound by ardor,
the night a jumble of souls
spun in wild abandon.
In this moment,
we are alive,
lost in the outcry,
where every heartbeat
echoes freedom.
© sailabby
Photocredit: StockCake
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2 months ago
micheal morgan
@michealmorgan028179
it took me a while to finally understand how crafty and amazing a poet you are!!
"a harmony born from chaos" still a bit unsure but I may understand better, the poet seems to envision the harmony and unity that may/have resulted from a collective fight for freedom!! I am only uncertain if this craft paints the present or aims to paint the future!
2 months ago
Abby Saila
@sailaabby718822
When previous antagonists unite for a common purpose. The purpose is freedom - from oppression, inflation and an endless list which stems from the past and the future is aching with the brunt of it for proper structures had not been set in place in the past so the future is hanging on quivering legs 2 months ago
