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ShaolinsOnlyPoet
Junior Member

since 2003-02-17

Posts 31
Brooklyn, New York

0 posted 2003-03-25 11:10 PM

My mental garden lies empty and unkempt
and each time I attempt to pick up my pen
the wheels of creativity spin futilely
on the dampened paths of my mind
reminding me of the too many times
I've cried.
Tears are too easy to come by these days
And melodies of praise are too few.
Who knew how swiftly the flames of
loneliness would swallow up dry laughter?
long after the rains of hope stopped falling.
So I'm calling out into the wilderness
cause I'm hard pressed for some peace of mind.
I find disappointment on every side and
sadness is much too blinding to hide anymore.
I can't see the shores of faith from this buoy of discontent
that is splintering a bit day by day.
And if I don't find some way to get home
I will surely die in this sea alone.

My `elated' has bloomed into `frustrated'.
And my
`anticipate' has reared its ugly head as `heartache'.
Even my `peace that passeth' seems somehow grafted
to my understanding... `til I'm not overstanding it's true meaning.
My life is careening out of control
and I'm separated from the fold
in need of shepherding
'Cause everything, it seems, has turned on me
and I have no help.
And "yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death"
I fear every evil;
I feel I am evil
with no rod of correction;
no staff of protection.
Wandering in a fog so gray
that I can't tell the night from day;
can't seem to keep the wolves at bay
that would devour my very soul.
And Oh...
how I wish I could take up
the wings of the morning and soar
to a place where I will be troubled no more.
But I am held captive by my own doubt
and I'm about ready to give up.
Truly stuck in a realm devoid of inspiration
where's time's eaten up by trivial occupation.
And though my mind wills my heart to take to the sky
I can only flit about helplessly
like a caged bird that's forgotten how
to fly

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

1 posted 2003-03-25 11:53 PM

Candii - I have one like this myself - written a long time ago - this touched me deep - can relate once again - I loved this even though is painful - you touched right on every . . . little . . . thought:

My life is careening out of control
and I'm separated from the fold
in need of shepherding

This line is amazing . . . xxoo

Ringo

Member Elite

since 2003-02-20

Posts 3684
Saluting with misty eyes

2 posted 2003-03-26 12:01 PM

Yet another masterpiece. If this is a self portrait, then I wish you peace, happiness, and a light heart. If not, then it is even more amazing that you have captured it so well.

Imagine all the People living life in peace...
John Lennon

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