HAVE PITY . The Way Of The Peaceable Is The Direction My Internal Compass Sought To Follow Turmoil Churned And Churned Like A Beast Of Burden Round And Round With A Yoke On Its Back I Seem To Have Lost My Way What Fine Produce Of Character And Being Like Fine Gold I Sought To Attain Refined By Smelting Hot On The Fire Of Lifes Experiences Yet Impurities Could Not Be Removed Such Insanity Became A Constant Where Was The Way Of The Meek ? Where Was The Way Of The Seeker Of Truths ? Obscure A Passage My Feet Trod Friend I Have Fallen Many A Times In My Own Foolishness My Clothes Tattered Whilst Seeking The Finest Of Robes My Shoes Worn To The Sole Shoes That Travelled A Path Paved With Goal My Feet Have Felt Pain Of A Thousand Shiny Pebbles My Pockets Have Been Empty No Purchase For Freedom Open Space Was Where I Lay My Head The Stars Would Be My Guide Hunger Was A Constant Hunger For Reaching My Own Selfish Goals Feelings Of Hopelessness Feeling Of Helplessness Lonliness Stood By My Side A Friend That Never Left My Side In The Darkness Of My Own Stupidity Even The Smallest Stars Twinkle Bore Light Of Hope When Hope Was All I Could See With Each Step I Search For Inner Peace A Flickering Light In The Distance Have Pity On Me One With Little Insight A Lost Soul Indeed . Blessings . © 2013 Indigo Poetess
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 05:11:50 +0000
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