Unfortunate Redemption

IMG_3153.JPGThe Armory Tour Part 5

NaPoWriMo Day 5


My life craved a constructive meaning

          Break through needed from a motley prosaic

Awaiting a kindling of cure and healing

          Incandescence deprived, emotionally archaic


They engaged my demons

          Indulged my questions, promised new prisms

I encountered friendship, connections became my beacon

        My parents, at the other side of the schism


Reinstatement was no longer an option

          Radically infused spirits had bled my passion

Their potent purpose tested my finesse to shoot without caution

          Slaughtering my core, a consistent hammering distraction


30 rounds I shattered into my heart, my legacy the deadly Assault rifle, it’s magazine

Ending my fate as a carnage machine, Ending my life as a wolverine


Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

One thought on “Unfortunate Redemption

  1. Most of us live in illusions but try to seek reality in its midst
    A new prism attracts ,it sparkles beautiful colours but Eventually its transcience dawns
    On the soul of a poet
    the result is a beautiful piece of literature
    Very very subtle thought process Love you papa


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