Deep Poetry for Saturday, July 23, 2011

All waves are gone The machine turned off Life is incredible that way; A wedding on the one day, A suicide the next. Now part of the bloodline is lost. Through the curtain seemed a better choice Sadness and shock, A speechless act. It has drawn the family close Hoping that the strength is there All sympathy remains Condolences are being past on The good Lord was witness to it all Today a sign said: “Don’t worry about tomorrow, the Lord is already there! ” But the choice to end is real. It is,... Sign in to see full entry.

Remember the tears Those trying to break through? It seems at last They found the door, But I don’t have the key As they fall Flowing to the ground My mind feels numb and sad Where are they coming from? What have I found? I need to ascertain Head into battle And not refrain To try and understand What is my pain I may not have the key, So is it really me? What am I crying for Why am I feeling sad Is there something to be seen? Is my life that bad I guess perhaps its not But then again perhaps To... Sign in to see full entry.

For me life is just a prison a prison i want escape My heart is broken but i will never heal again. The sadness inside of me is just growing more everyday, so please, Please just give me the key that leads out of this hopeless and painful life. Sign in to see full entry.

Kill me once and twice, Internal worries resist As the killing of me would entice The killing of you afterwards. But bodies are souls And minds are like matter From the inner voice. Dying is tragic as godliness is skilful, My auctions are about with worry, Indolent actions result from no pain, So then worry and solve the puzzle Of eternity, and spare me. For sparing me causes me to Be martyrs and saints, Like the old regulatory laws Fuelling the old self, The soul of mystical learning. Sign in to see full entry.