Open Poetry #6 |
part 2 |
angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Heaven or hell ? – the choices we all must make, full version, (part 1 and part 2). My eyes are blind, My mind is numb, My soul is down and blue, There’s nothing left for me to do, I feel so confused, My heart is split between two worlds, Torn straight down through the mid, The cherubs stopped there holy song, And flew away and hid . The mist has come, In clouds above, The blanket covers me, The truth is gone, This can’t be love, That’s come to set me free . Angels guard the silent route, Up to the glowing gate, I can’t let temptation hamper me, Or I’ll never reach my fate . But what is this, I have a doubt, Growing in my head, Don’t make me chose, Which road to take, Or I’ll never get it said . My strikes have all been wasted, It’s the bottom of the ninth, The bowler’s spinning wildly, And so’s my heavy mind, This is it, It’s gone to far, It’s now a do or die, I wish that I could end it all, With one defining cry, A call for good, A call for right, My vision is impaired, The bases are all loaded, The strong ball takes a curve, It’s over in a millisecond, My life, The do or die, At least I had a nice big swing, My best, A poxy try . Written by Tom Baker. With poetry as your weapon - express your iner feelings so all may carry your sorrow, united as one . |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Wow, Tom, what a comparison! Wonderful poem -- with a twist for an ending. I hope whatever is tempting you, doesn't win. Thanks for sharing. Teresa King |
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infinat3 sadn3ss Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 85somerset england |
if its just a poxy try in the end , make sure you make people remember you , thats all you can ever do . and remember , hitler only made a poxy try and people still remember him . |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Thanks for your kind words, I am just finding lots of desisions that I have to make at the moment, but I know that if I go to low, I can at least go out with a bang . With poetry as your weapon - express your iner feelings so all may carry your sorrow, united as one . |
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