What Now Is My Religion?

by Jemma   Nov 27, 2007


It shifts before my eyes
Over and over and over again

Dark days filled with vertigo
Looking up to retribution
Where is my heart
In this fearful revolution?

There's Heaven in the raindrops
But tears fill the sky
There's hope in the laughter
But that too seems to have died

You're taking my soul too far
They say learn to be alone
So I'll know that they're home
When I feel it in my bones

What now is my religion?
When the towers tumble
The Eden burns
And the monasteries have crumbled

There's ash in my eyes
There's dust at my feet
There's nothing left to look at
On this discarded street

Now what is my religion?
When the dark days take a hold?
The only stories whispered
Are ones no longer told

Living in the sorry states
The glories of false living
My heart burns for an elusive flame
But the cold consumes me

What now is my religion?

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  • 16 years ago

    by John Long

    A dark poem of despair and ennui. But nothing is permanent including despair and doubt.

  • 16 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

    The best of questions we can ask.....and the angel is always listening...
    Very well done, dear...Strive On!

  • 17 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    Wow! This poem shocked me in a good way I mean. I've never seen such detailed description and flow in such a great poem. 5/5