A GENTLE SOUL

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

A gentle soul
Amidst the fire
Lost in life
In highways shadow
Wanders aimless
Unable to grasp
What others
Take for granted.

The hours, moments
Upon a wish
Pass with haste
A dying kiss
An eye to blink
Or look away
A velvet touch
Of a passing day.

This life
Not one chosen
No bitterness
Nothing stolen
A gentle soul
Amidst the fire
Lost in life
In highways shadow.

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Comments +

sorenbarrett March 31st, 2025 04:54
There is a feel of drifting in this poem where the gentle soul passively floats through life. There is a melancholic feel to this piece. Lovely
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 31st, 2025 05:14
  thanking you, much appreciated
Poetic Licence March 31st, 2025 05:42
Just casually travelling the journey of life, enjoyed the read
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 31st, 2025 05:53
  thanking you
- Poetic LicenceMarch 31st, 2025 08:20
  You are very welcome
Tony36 March 31st, 2025 20:07
Excellent write
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)April 1st, 2025 01:12
  very kind, thanking you
- Tony36April 1st, 2025 07:29
  You're welcome

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