Pleased to meet you forever.

by Poet on the Piano   Aug 26, 2011


I thought time was fraud-
damaging my thought
by piling weights,
on top of my spine.

There's no gain
in another's depression.

Joining reality again,
taking blood
as my precious life,
I do know where
I need to be.

Even if all there is
is reality's flashpoint-
there can be sparks
of a glimpse of a new day....
where you are understood,
and rushes make you
remember love.

I've come back
to hope...
and how God
makes it so beautiful.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    Wow, you really know how to mask your thoughts, and this method is quite alluring! It just makes me ponder..wonder.. :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Good poem. It was nice length. It has a nice flow to it and reads fast. Keep up the good work. :)

    5/5