Open Poetry #21 |
Shadows |
Keith Morgan Member
since 2001-10-29
Posts 114Md |
Shadows The rain is my beating heart. Drops of pain and hope, Flooding my mind with doubt, Splattering my world with sin. I pray one day, My days will be filled with sunshine, And that the light, Will cleanse my darkened soul, Returning me my shadow, And thus my courage, As I stand up to reality. Time is running out, I must find it soon, Or be lost in a place of suffering, A slave to the dark one; The swallower of hope. I have drawn a map, A road of blood, tears, and strength, That I have carved into my body. These tattoos will lead me to salvation, As I search for self-forgiveness. So here I am, Walking alone, Contemplating my life, Praying to God, Crying for pity, Washing away my footprints, As I disappear along the road of despair. Marcel Write from the soul and the words will flow |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
I'm feelin' you here. Krishankins A bird never flies so high that it can't hit the ground |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Liked this, liked it alot. Your preachin' to the choir. ~wranx "Writing is a perfectly natural thing to do....just remember to wash your hands afterward"....Heinlein. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Very spiritual and sad, as spiritual things are sometimes wont to be. Hope y' find what you seek ... if that is, in fact, what y' want to find. These smiling eyes are just a mirror for the sun. |
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