Ash-Heaps of Anguish (a poem)

Self-doubt devours us,
uncertainties and distrust
of primeval dogmas that
failed us wretchedly

charlatan gurus claim
to cure me of fragility,
but steal my virtue,
leave me trembling in
hollow ghettos

I run with pale pacifists,
thieves, madmen,
deprived of darlings,
waiting for judgment

we distrust guru dogma,
sinking in mire,
feelings of finality
in lifeless gardens, snowy
ash-heaps of anguish.

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2 thoughts on “Ash-Heaps of Anguish (a poem)

  1. Terveen Gill July 26, 2021 / 7:56 am

    The tug of war of life and the beliefs we hold on to. Who really wins? 🙂

    • Nick Pipitone July 26, 2021 / 7:58 am

      Indeed! Thanks for reading Terveen 🙂

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