My own soul
From the depths of darkness
Where it descended
Dark were the deep alleys
Snaking deeper into superstitions
My soul laid in wait
In the blind misery of lies
Left in the dark abyss
Spent the soul many a day ruing easy the poor fate
Risking redemption
End justifying the means
Seeping in was grime
Lies, betrayal, crime, pain came unannounced
Trampling my lost soul
Burying it in the deepest dens of human crime
A gift for gifting me
My own soul
From the depths of darkness
Where it descended
The den gave secret desires of freedom
Did I call you, or you found me
My whiff of fresh air
My purgatory
Was it a window I left open
Or, a floodgate
My soul flew away
Far into the soul of the universe
Came to me your words
Sweeter than honey to my taste
With promise of a font of love within
Made dry by human crime
Change, you said
For the better, my dear
Called me by my name
Stirred me from within
A gift for gifting me
My own soul
From the depths of darkness
Where it descended
Disclaimer: Ok people, don’t roll your eyes, curl your lips, stick out your tongue, slap your forehead, wring your hands, or punch the monitor! I just wrote something…just be civil, ok!
6 comments:
HAnnah: I lkie it! Thanks for sharing that.
Cynthia
You are very kind, Cynthia ;)
just tried rearranging...not fair sure, but a lot of time was spend being happy mulling these words-
"
Was it a window I left open
My purgatory
Sweeter than honey to my taste
A gift for gifting me
don’t roll your eyes
Seeping in was grime
Left in the dark abyss
Left in the dark abyss
Lies, betrayal, pain
Made dry by human crime
Risking redemption
Did I call you, or you found me
My soul laid in wait
In the blind misery of lies
I just wrote something
I just wrote something
From the depths of darkness
A gift for gifting me
Trampling my lost soul"
viewing form within at within!
great start keep it flowing
yiayy! now i got one more poet as a frnd... :D
Thanks folks....do keep your critiques flowing...how come none of you mentioned the christian hangover? ;)
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