When The Gloves Came Off
When the gloves came off, what did you see? What did your heart hear?
It was when you opened your mouth,
That's when the gloves came off
The leash to your tongue, with no shame was taken off,
And worse than receiving a letter from death himself,
Your unfiltered speech was like the breath of a dragon,
Burning through bone and soul‐
Your paralyzing tone has certainly taken its toll
With your words you redrew love's portrait,
Such imagery is worse than any waking nightmare‐
I not only saw, but heard your true colors,
And its the ugliest rainbow that sprouts from your heart
Overflowing to your mouth, out to attack every other heart
To each, a flaming dart-
Echoing in innocent minds, infinite with time
I can only wonder, what echos in your mind?
What horrible speech have you heard,
That leads you to teach hurt?
What did you hear?
What did you see, when the gloves came off?
About the Creator
Josh Morgan
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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Comments (3)
A flaming dart is powerful; asking what leads to teaching hurt. Great poem, very pointed, like a dart!
"I not only saw, but heard your true colors, And its the ugliest rainbow that sprouts from your heart Overflowing to your mouth, out to attack every other heart" Whoaaaa, those lines! Perfection! Sadly, there are so many people like that
Love how you wrote 'when the glove comes off' adds a great vibe to the poem!