Tuesday, September 5, 2023

Underneath Black Sails By JPR

Sailing towards infinite horizons, to take, never to ask.
The enslaved fear, as is their nature of their idiotic devotion.

Freedom is within the wind's uncertain destiny.
Gods within nature, never a looming immortal’s throne.

Dark skies promise nothing but always favor the bold.
For a wolf commands respect and hate equally.

Violence is a tool wielded correctly.
Is used sparingly for its promise leads even bitter hearts to take caution.

Love is but an ember of a fool's fire whose thirst.
Leads them to drink from a beautiful chalice filled only with a salt water's promise.

The seas command only themselves, as do I equally in return.
Sunsets are but markers to a journey that knows the uncertainty of a mortal's desires.

Truth is a constant, time forever an enemy.
Choose wisely your direction.
The compass eternal never does lie.





JPR is a southern gothic writer.
His work has been published in Svartedauden Zine, Piker Press, It Takes All Kinds Literary Zine, Fixator Press, Spill The Words Press, Sava Press, Fearless Poetry Zine and here at The Dope Fiend Daily.
His work is often dark and always unfiltered.

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