The soul thief....
"Hush! Hush ! Do you hear it ?"
Faint - like the distant call of a bird on the wing.
A whisper. Soft tones overcome by the clamour in your mind.
The tiny mewling of a kitten.
The timid imploring of your inner child.
Deep in the centre of your being,
She lies - lonely, unloved,unheard.
Small voice falling to your deaf ears,
Drowning in a sea of despair.
You are drawn to the darkness.
It beckons you ever closer.
You are a faithful servant indeed.
It is powerful - its voice drowning out all others.
They know you .. ! They are confident where your allegiance lies.
Slowly, slowly they will choke your inner goodness.
They are merciless!...You are weak!...
They seek only to possess your every thought, every action.
It Is faceless, yet it exists.
It Is greed....It is control... It is a relentless machine.
It will cease only when you gasp your final breath.
That tiny voice?
Snuffed out long before.
It's name? ... Soul....
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Camille (Pseudonym) (
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wow this is an interest read, I like poems related to soul, and this one has a certain mystic about it. Good work C. ww
I'm glad you enjoyed it😌
THANKS CAMILLE ~ The Good Book says "What shall it profit a Man if he gains the whole World and loses his own Soul ~ or what shall a Man give in exchang for his Soul ?" When we cease to give heed to our inner Soul (conscience) we die spiritually and sell our Souls to the World ~ the Flesh ~ the Devil. I try to listen to mine its still beeping despite everything ! Thanks for caring BRIAN
Exactly .. We must nurture our souls as they are essential to a fulfilling life
Great write, a real joy to read
Thank you
Fantastic poem, I loved the line " It is greed, it is control it is a relentless machine" I loved reading it
Thanks so much
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