La Beau Poetique! Part-Deux! Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt

As love passes by my withered heart,
That once gave service to this lonely world,
In return for it to tear me apart! !
I feel lost and confused! !
Twisted and curled! !

Were promises are made,
And never be kept,
Were work is promised,
And over it slept! !

So lazy as you and I have become! !
So lazed! ! That we lie in the inward slum! !
That's truth be told so plain!
I know its hard to hear it and cry like rain!

But! Unless and until we change our ways,
We would remain is such miserable days! !

We wouldn't want that to be,
To suffer in such misery,
Caused by such petty things,
Caught and trapped in untoward flings!

So 'what can we do? ',
We question ourselves! !
A question that leads and leads to nothing but! Questions! !
An answer that's hard to find of great extends!

So now I spoke my heart today! !
I hope you like'd the truth this way.

Unless and until we face our fears,
We'd be in jepordy for years! !