For long now I have trodden but I'm nowhere near happiness
I have dug kilos down for the waters of joy but its all dust
Dressed up to the nines for that happy moment yet its the other way round
Desperately awaiting the giants of satisfaction, joy and contentment
I'm tired of the knocks of the uninvited guests, disdain, disrespect, disparage and disappointment
My body and mind is eaten up by the worms of misery
My heart and soul conversely conversing
My blood pump discordantly taking pauses to the rhythm to which my heart is dancing
The waters of my disillusionment has since broken finding its way through my blazing eyes, endlessly
Every new day is another nail to my coffin.
I'm only a soldier sent without armour and mask into this world seething with horrid lies
Confined in the darkroom where happiness never tours
A seashore deserted, calm and idle
Its all horror and misery displayed in my short shelf of life
Bedazzled life is realistically void.
I entreat the Heavens all day to ease my pain and delete me out of this dog's life
To muffle my heart and tickle me on the cheek with a soothing touch
To save me as the smoker frees the smoke held in unlit cigar
To cheer me up before I turn into ashes so hastily
Before I depart this world without taking a sip of its other side.
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Author:
Amon (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 12th, 2020 06:33
- Comment from author about the poem: Everyone goes through such miserable experience to even thing that dying is the only option but should we die? No, there is always hope of everything, don't fall yet just hold firm, try everything till you find the exit.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
A fine write Amon.
We all have periods of such sadness but when in those depths just look up and start climbing as the wonderful life that will be your world is always within your grasp.
Andy
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