No More Poem by Ron Poetry

...Once held back by the vice of a mental chain, again and again, bones that snap to relief a break in my pain. Summer cast the spell to ice winter, seasoned to color white for no reason. Deep dwell my soul to shallow my hollow, disgraced by the mirror which displays only terror. Rewind my life to afflict more pain by pause, my way to hell, rather forward the play. Senseless reasoning which splatter vile in my mind, time is time, you need not to age, we are caged by our harmful rage. Written to protect, laws to bomb only the innocent to succumb by their poverty, we help to destroy. Do you hear the whispers from the dead, death is rising, she has released her fear. Ten thousand personal stars dead at different times and hitting me now.. The poetic words go one at a time like souls waiting in line to enter the kingdom.. But the stars come all at once the gathering crowd of ancient... They say sleep here we will surround you.. But they forget how long It takes to shimmer in the beauty of the night when comforted by the beauty in your eyes.
Ron Poetry