Monday, October 31, 2011

A Place of My Own (Original) Registered & Protected

Climbed the highest rock,
I hoped your face I would meet.
I hid in a cave,
Rode my mind out of place.
I wandered in the shadows,
I was being watched.
Even under such protection.

I walked out and went on.
I climbed faster,
Only to fall down again.
I searched and only found deception.
It was infinite.
The journey didn't end there,
I continued marching on.

Today they ask,
Where has he gone?
Where is his place marked?
In a place of many,
I ended in a place of my own.
I don't search the truth anymore,
But have found the will to grasp faith.

-Erick Flores


  1. Hello,
    How is your day?

    Glad to land here,
    Amazing poetic muses shared,

    Welcome joining us for poets rally week 57,
    A random poem or a free verse is okay.
    Hope to see you in.

    Happy Thursday.

  2. Hello! Thank you for taking the time to comment on my poetry. It means a lot to me! My day is going well. Your?
    Happy Thursday to you too as well!

    -Erick Flores