Lost Soul Poem by Jules Arm

by Jules




In a serene, cool lovely place…
Playing, enjoying, gazing in a wonderful panorama
In an enormous kingdom …….no vestige of an end

The graceful steps of velvety feet
Becomes damp from the grasses filled with a morning dew
As welcoming the cold air caress in your face

Yuhoooooooo! ………a deafening shrieks
A voice echoing from no where
An autonomous soul away from worldliness

A pure, naïve, oblivious in civilization
Tame, calm, modest and benevolent
A total bliss in own existence

Was challenged unexpectedly in a cruel world…
A place never wishes even in the wildest imagination….
Darkness, rough roads, no greens… no rainbows

Praising the gold, diamond, money as Supreme
A complete replica of Sodom and Gomorra
As stink of rotten bodies throughout

Slowly …slowly …running out of breath
As the hot air continuously spreading out
Ohh…hurry up! run fast as you can
For the beasts geared up to slay

An innocent soul was a victim
Of a demonic act that never been imagine
Despite the cries …the screams of help
Unfortunately no one heard …..

Now, the nightmares had happened ….whose to blame?
Oneself or fate?