Powerfully penned, Drieks. This is a deep and profound piece my friend. Incredible write. Appreciate you.

Damian

G’morning, Drieks 🌤️

What a creative title, and that photo choice (with your pen name attractively laid) is sheer eye candy, perfectly setting the ambient mood for what’s to come.

“To hell with the common.
I lost interest to follow the herd,
please sell me to the devil i’m about to summon.”

Sometimes, nothing much appears to be what it seems … so, why not throw caution to the wind, live it wild ‘n free, the way so many would love to be!

I truly admire your creative metaphors – with their vibrantly-vivid, emotive impact, and what conscientious poetess or poet could help but admire your spot-on line-breaks, the way you’ve utilized soft and exact rhymes to set rhythm and hold the reader’s interest with fascinating imagery throughout … obviously, NOT your first poetic rodeo.

How relatably beautiful your pen’s voice speaks to the captive mind’s-eye, Drieks.
Wondrously shared, Dear Poetess! ⁓ Richard🖌️

The metaphor of “Indiana Jones-ing” through depression is brilliant, painting the struggle as a reckless adventure where survival is uncertain. The imagery of webs, eight-legged freaks, and sanity creaking creates a vivid sense of entrapment of a mind pushed to its limits. What stands out the most is the refusal to conform, the rejection of the common, the questioning of perfection. It’s a voice screaming against expectation, demanding to be understood rather than advised.

Your a great storyteller Fia. Nice work!!

Powerfully penned, Drieks. Thanks for sharing my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I like how you repeat that couplet at the end. It wraps everything up in a neat package. This is a really cool piece with sociopathic undertones which catch my attention. I love an unreliable narrator. I love an evil genius. A lot of women do… the bad boy syndrome. Boys grow up to be devils. And girls… well, sometimes we invite them in.

Nice piece!

Love this stanza and the picture is beautiful.

“She’d string together days of future-past theories
Just for me…where we aged like fine wine
Where all of our what-ifs became that potent fifth
Of liquefied love”

Beautifully penned, Naaj. Wonderful imagery and a great write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

She’s occupied my mind for decades.
Very special indeed.

Thx for dropping your thoughts hun

Brilliantly penned, Fia. Once again you’re a great storyteller and I always enjoy the dialogue you write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your writing shines. Excellent as always!