Celestial Refugee
Happiness evades me, and darkness has been received again, Simply put, the demons have invaded my mind, making it their den. Friendship is beyond my reach, the concept beyond my very thought, Loneliness is a dish best not served, where pain and destruction is wrought. Tears flow endlessly, like a river without a bend, and headed straight for the falls, My cheeks a ravine for their erosive salts, like a funeral with no bearers of the palls. Feeling like I did when I was just a little child, fearful images distorted in my head, Anger brewing on the inside, a false smile on my face, all the while consumed with dread. A stranger in this land of ours, sometimes I feel like the Earth is not my actual home, Just doesn't feel right, whether day or night, like a celestial nomad I must try to roam. There has to be much more beyond this realm, and I long to see what is on the other side, Looking at the clouds, the depth of the sky, away from this present state I want to abide. No more pretense, just reality beyond explanation, honesty beyond belief, One side with no fence, no more aggravation, and a sense of eternal relief.
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Christopher Russon commented:
A well written poem with depth Michael.
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Thanks Christopher. Wonderful emotional release our gift of language provides.
Reeves
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Poignant
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Thanks Reeves
Cecilia Crasto
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Things can only get better, you know the saying-every cloud has a silver lining...heartfelt poem.
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Thanks Cecilia. I believe the old adage "whatever doesn't kill us makes us stronger". It's all about life lessons and emotional growth 🌅
Elizabeth Miller
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I like the motion of these words. Very good!
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Thanks Elizabeth
Edward shields
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Good poem.
