Poem -
Wicked Soul
As I observe the wickedness
of your soul,
I realize your heart
is black as coal.Â
Nowhere in the void
is their room for love.Â
No blessings did you receive
from the gods above.
Forever you shall remain
in solemn torture
until your heart
has found a forger.
Someone to return youÂ
to the light.Â
Someone who can end
your everlasting plight.Â
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Comments
Well written poem ....i hope is just a poem ...and not part of your life......smiles..remember who you are.....only you know...and God...Thank You ....for the read
Yes, this one is just a poem. The first stanza came to me randomly and I decided to finish it because I liked it. I'm very happy with how it turned out. Yes only we know who we truly are and sometimes it's only God who does...sometimes it can take years to find ones true self and unfortunately some do not. You are welcome :) and thank you for the comment and praise!Â
xxxLily
Great ink Lily ##
It takes years before you finally discover your true colour.. And no one knows better than yourself and the almighty GodÂ
CheersÂ
Thank you! Yes, that is very true. And for some it can take years upon years to find oneself and others not as long. It all depends. Thank you again :))
xxxxLily