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by mythh


Brother mine, where art thou when I need you the most
Graves are being robbed while I change my clothes,
Grievances aside, I might want to keep you close
I fear the Devil might creep in today.

Despair has left, I'm happy for today,
Darkness keeps creeping but I keep it at bay;
She loves to dance but her anklets were taken away
I fear the Devil might just come back today.

Reach out for clouds, in hopes of pure gold;
Seek out the stars and you might just get told
To greet the elders, with respect, till you're old
I fear some questions will remain unanswered today.

I fare them well till my past brings me back
Seems like I'm dead till my head cuts me some slack,
I'm no dear victim but some book kept in some rack
But I fear the Devil... He wishes to take me out today.


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Mon Feb 21, 2022 2:34 pm
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anne27 wrote a review...



Hi TheBlessedCat!
Your poem was very interesting and intense. It left me a little confused too.
But I'll tell you what I thought of while reading this as I progress with the review!

First of all, the flow of this poem was amazing. The rhymes were on point and didn't for once, feel forced. Great job on that!
Here are some of the lines I loved and my interpretations of them

Darkness keeps creeping but I keep it at bay;
She loves to dance but her anklets were taken away

I love the contrast of the actions of a human and the devil. While the former is trying to keep the darkness away, the devil takes away the happiness instead. Also makes me think about how the poet knows what's to come. Maybe that's why he keeps darkness at bay while he can because later, there might be so much of it that this ability will fail him/her.

Reach out for clouds, in hopes of pure gold;

I love this phrase!

I'm no dear victim but some book kept in some rack
But I fear the Devil... He wishes to take me out today.

These lines make me feel that the poet is someone who doesn't like to be an open book. Or even acknowledge all his own feelings for that matter. As if he thinks he'll become a victim if he does not resort to that choice of avoiding the reality and his feelings. I might be terribly wrong :/

I didn't make much sense of the 3rd stanza. It didn't seem much coherent to me when you mentioned the respect for elders with stars. Both points are true but how do they connect?

I'd like to hear your thoughts and your interpretation. This was an intriguing poem no doubt!
Have a good day/night!




mythh says...


There's no explicit connection, that's purely up to you to decide. Also, it's actually not about thinking he'll be a victim, it's actually resorting to thinking of himself as a victim but you got the point. Also, I honestly couldn't make sense of this poem as much as you did in my own head so thanks, I guess. Have a good day.



anne27 says...


Ah ok! :)



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Is it a plea of help from one who fears of dying? There is the mention of graves being robbed,the fear of the devil,things being stolen.Maybe that has to do with fearing death.Or maybe it’s someone who doesn’t want to be erased from memories.Whoever the person is and what their intentions are,this poem serves to be beautiful and forboding.I hope you have a lovely and amazing day and night.





"There is nothing to fear from someone who shouts."
— Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart