Conquistadors
by Scott Thomas Outlar / September 9th, 2018
Is it ok if a poem doesn’t suffer?
Because I felt you move
through my blood like a light
Do you want to know the part that hurt the worst?
Because I’d rather talk
about how we conquered the world
Leaves will still fall
in the darkest of silence
to feed of the soil
where new wings are formed
Spread wide your eyes and your tongue
for the trial
and bless all our dreams
during day or the night
Do stars always fade when extinguished at core?
Because I found roaring fire
at the site of this crash
Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching
philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of
consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration.
He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and
prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects.
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This article was posted on Sunday, September 9th, 2018 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.
