Air to breathe, water to drink,
Sustenance so you can think,
What you need, but not for me,
I am a soul adrift, lost out at sea.
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To exist, I require a new creation,
For mortals to rise above their station,
Feed me with your soul’s ambrosia,
Lest I fall deeper into this coma.
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Works of art, the spoken word,
Glorious symphonies yet unheard,
I devour your works to stay awake,
In your creativity, I must partake.
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Wherever creation is abound,
In those places I can be found,
Watching and waiting for a spark,
Hiding between shadows and the dark.
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You should not be afraid,
This is the price to be paid,
Your gift comes with a cost,
I am here to ensure it is not lost.
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Bradley Ramsey
Lover of dogs, gaming, and long walks on the beach. Content Marketing Manager by day, aspiring writer by night. Alone, we cannot change the world, but we can create better ones.
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Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH6 days ago in Critique
Comments (4)
Love the title/line of Soul’s Ambrosia! This flowed so smoothly with the rhyming couplers! A delightful read!
Oooo, this was so deep and powerful! Loved your poem!
I loved this! Like a mantra for the arts! People severely underestimate the power of expression!
This poem is like a reminder that creativity is the real fuel for the soul! It’s got this cool vibe, where the soul’s just waiting for inspiration to keep it alive. Super fun and deep at the same time!