Photograph taken by, Theresa Jodray V.A. Cemetery ten p.m. Arizona...
So aches my head, at the thought of life
Unjust? Hmmm maybe to the blind soul
I suppose it is easier to blame someone
Perhaps a face in the mirror does one good
Then again so well done to point a finger
I think it was their fault I did not pray
Everyone is doing this, go with the flow
Why not it is much easier for now, to follow
Time ticks, ticks plain ticking inside the glass
Walk backwards not to see the Hell ahead
Don’t want to know where one leads themselves
Light does not come to one so grounded to earth
Chattering thoughts inside put to motion wheeling
Dirt breathe as I see one struggle crawling from graves
Why can’t they see the light beside them? Too blind
Angels weep on their heads they don’t feel the tears
...' Blind soul'... '... Too blind angels weep on their heads they don't feel the tears' BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on November 19, 2003
"Time ticks, ticks plain ticking inside the glass
Walk backwards not to see the Hell ahead
Don’t want to know where one leads themselves
Light does not come to one so grounded to earth"------HOW PROFOUND!
YOU KNOCKED ME OFF MY CHAIR! This is sadly beautiful. You have a gift! Maybe a few.
Thank You,
Teresa Emilie
Reviewed by Timothy Layman (Reader)
Reviewed on September 30, 2003
Wonderful Teri. Simply wonderful. I would like to see more like this. Miss you lots. Send me an email so I know you are alive. Love ya.
“Feel the Tears” is quite vivid to the imagination. It expands the mind and offers food for thought for readers of all ages. Very nicely done Theresa! Dolores
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Walk backwards not to see the Hell ahead
Don’t want to know where one leads themselves
Light does not come to one so grounded to earth"------HOW PROFOUND!
YOU KNOCKED ME OFF MY CHAIR! This is sadly beautiful. You have a gift! Maybe a few.
Thank You,
Teresa Emilie
TRASK
~Jackie~
Well written!!
Love Tinka
What people do is their own fault........
Nice write....
Jenni