In deepest night of soul
there is little left whole
schism in every part
shatters the heart
There is a lantern
but no light burns
there is a mind
vacant and blind
Glimpse of heaven lost
visions of hell cost
naught soothes the beast
left with the least
phoney metaphors
like pseudo whores
those you can toss
with the other dross
cast away the doubt
with summers drought
woeful winter fears
soon will appear
cause and effect
hard to detect
when only bitter
is left in the litter
no one will attest
did what is best
for lethal decisions
have no visions
This much I confess
it is esoteric at best
the remants will remain
in my hidden domain
etw~
As always
Love & peace be with you
William
Aberjhani
but no light burns
there is a mind
vacant and blind
Truly sounds like our modern world to me, and I hope the light returns soon.
Georg
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Sheila
Behind the hidden doorway of the mind
I love the wisdom in your words
and the amazing rhyming
Eileen this one left this reader ( me )
To ponder over this brilliant piece
Peace Love and Light.....Morning Star
like pseudo whores
those you can toss
with the other dross"
this strophe is the heart of this poem and it definitely beats to the change of a pace maker ...
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
peace and love, Carole~
Love the poetic flow created here in "Hidden Domain" - AWESOME!!
Blessings and Hugs,
Lance
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.