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Morning Beams |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Cover me darkness, please hide me away, Don’t force me to struggle all of the day, Keep me in darkness, shroud my ugly face, Make deep the shadows for a hiding place. Waken me always, keep me from the dreams, Real is calmer than my fantasies seems, Weaken my always, night hides my being, I’ll keep to shadows so no one’s seeing. Broken in morning, shining through the blinds, The sun is soul searching with naught to find, Empty in morning, I’m only a shell, Sunbeams are bright bars of my self made cell. Keep me in darkness, lost humanity, Broken by morning, loath reality. Gloom |
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Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
My heart doth break as you suffer sadness When all I see is so much gladness Could it be, one of us sees fantasy As I say, come! See! Good morning to thee? Cheers, Gloom! -newell Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
I have looked at the face of sadness, Seen cheer turn to chemical madness, Seen hopes of the people turn to despair Watched good people turn away without care To the downtrodden that linger in darkness. Thank you for taking the time and effort to respond to my morbid words, this one probably should have be placed in the Dark. Gloom |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Gloom, so much deep feelings in this. wonderful powerful poem.  floriaFloria |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
"Sunbeams are bright bars of my self made cell." Maybe we need a bit of darkness to contrast the 'sunbeams' around here. Enjoyed this. |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Strbbux, Glad you enjoyed these deep if dark feelings. Thank you, Poet deVine, If contrast to the Bright is needed, then I probably am the Writer to do it, since most of my moods are dark and dismal. A reflection of my sad life and that which exists around me. Pleased you enjoyed. Gloom |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Let the sun shine in, Sir Gloom... Beauty dwells within...  |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
I must say ... I love the way you write.. Dark ... Sad... but Great!!!! So much of the time it reminds me of places I used to live in at least inside of myself.. The slavery I used to live in... Thank You |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Well, you're gloomy,but you're much better at it than that detestable Donkey with Pooh Bear and friends! LOL! I love this poem. I feel this often, but probably not as often as you do. enjoyed. For all who watch.Dare you say hello? Come in and ask the questions that are on your mind, but spare me your judgement until you truly sipped of me. |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Nan, It might, since little of it is on the outside, Thank you, Zinsser, Oh, it’s just a funky little sonnet, I pleased you like it, and glad you, at least Don’t live her anymore within the sadness and Shadows. Thank you, Temptress, But I like that detestable Donkey, makes a perfect companion For a bear of very little brains. Glad you liked my humble words And I hope you don’t feel them near as often as I do. Gloom |
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Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
Dear Professor, I would like to repeat a few of your eloequent words: I have looked at the face of sadness, Seen cheer turn to chemical madness, Seen hopes of the people turn to despair Watched good people turn away without care To the downtrodden that linger in darkness. May I humbly reply? Were you to you look inside at the reasons I wonder if you'd find pretty seasons For the Glory of the tree is in the leaves Fruit from the sap sweet pap through the leaves. To just look at bark and call it a tree Is like looking at sharp thorns, gloomily It's the total fitted puzzle made whole That makes God's sweetest music in my soul. Love, Newell Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
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