hard times


weak to contend

my heart reeks with squimishness

pushing back feelings of rage

and discontent

its no foolishness

trapped like an angry lion in a cage

bilious in here yearning for a new age

i've commited no crime

yet tormented time after time

i feel mocked persecuted

in the endless tide

always seeming to be

an object of humiliation

meeting only with much strife

id like to end the struggle of  my life



  • Damaged Soul/Kindred Spirit

    No man, you must go on. If have to after losing my beloved Michelle then you must. Beside that what am I supposed to do if I don't have your poetry to read?

    • onepauly

      thanks man,
      soon I am going to take
      a bus trip to nyc
      for a day or two.
      maybe i'll come back a new man

      • Damaged Soul/Kindred Spirit

        You must come back anew, I really need to see some great poetry from you. I mean it, in fact I insist on it. George Harrison once said,, All things must pass... If I have to live on after my beloved Michelle passed away then you must. If I can do it, you can. I insist that you do. You have something too few possess, a talent for writing. Use it! It's not a cure but it's great therapy

      • Damaged Soul/Kindred Spirit

        Please read what I wrote for you today

        • onepauly

          I read it and commented on it.
          it will give you something to do
          ha! ha!

          • Damaged Soul/Kindred Spirit

            Great! That's what I need to hear.

          • Augustus

            In the pits. Nicely done. Hugs.

            • onepauly

              the next one will
              show you the answer
              of how I figured it out.

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