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
recognize the drought
woeful 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's esoteric at best
the remants will remain
in my hidden domain
etw~
have no visions <------ ADOPT ME!!!! LOL! You are FABULOUS!!!
Love Tinka
Only you know the full extent and depth of your despair,.. and yet hope,.. that exists and burns ever so bright, in the innermost recesses of your heart..
A very pugnacious and courageous write of brave honesty and clarity
Tell it as it is Eileen !
And what a whopper of a supernatural graphic..
Love
Peter
This reaches in and touches deep...excellent poetry, my friend!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
very deep
you must be a good friend to see all his sides..........
yet still all him friend
good poem all around.....very interesting.........
you are an observer ET
pax Anita
Myrna
Take care,
Sherry
but no light burns
there is a mind
vacant and blind
Oh how I can relate to the above thoughts..alas..such is the darkness at this moment..
Exceptional write..
I saved this one..Thankyou dear friend..
Vesna
hard to detect
when only bitter
is left in the litter"
Potently powerful Eileen! Awesome write.
Love, Suzie :-D
RM Green
Eternal Love, Dove
did what is best
for lethal decisions
have no visions
Oh but we are the victims of our tongues most times.
Sus!! You show great diplmacy when getting your point across.
Love,
Susan...had a great trip to Hotlanta!