It’s been a while I wrote anything, perhaps after this you might understand.
And yes, I usually don’t write poems, I prefer limericks, hence, I would not follow all the ‘rules’..
That said, read on..
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now playing: Hopeless wanderer | Mumford and Sons
LAMENTATIONEM
These dark shards pierce my heart,
splintered ends of unholy swords.
their jagged ends tear me apart,
their bearers, sons of the Satan’s hordes.
Fear, anxiety, apathy and shame,
these demons trouble me in day and night,
tearing at my soul, and shrieking my name,
they add to my onerous plight.
Thing is:
I write my verses, as the tunes of a minstrel,
soothing, then ululating, then sombre.
And one may read them as the cry of the wastrel,
shrill, then captivating, then it’s over.
Anyway:
So these pains cant against my faith,
rendering my soul into the deepest of despair.
And as with such things, it affects my art,
and my relationships fall to disrepair.
Morn and night, my days, a bleak skyline
no cloud, no sun, no azure blue sky.
I wander about, lost in a hopeless daze,
no sound, no fun, no thoughts to fly
It’s getting easier, I think:
It’s always been easy for me,
to write of my deepest pains.
That which worries and I can’t do,
is tell of my greatest sins.
But now, a ray in the darkness:
For even while I sleep, my dreams rage away,
visions of darkness, and red, and fire, and death.
But at the end of it all, there still is hope,
hope for joy, hope for happiness, hope for mirth
And now as I sit to write of this,
my spirit lifts and my fears negate.
My demons all fled, my head is clear,
my heart is free, the storms abate.
Fin.
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Believe me, I tried to make this into a humorous rant.
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