Poem Number 1000 - Part Three: Deeper And Deeper Poem by Aa Harvey

Poem Number 1000 - Part Three: Deeper And Deeper



Forever onward, into a future of possibilities;
Another line, from inside a mind, without sense, but with sensibility.
Throughout time I have learned to garner my abilities,
To become the man you hear; I have earned my dependability.


In partnership, I have discovered my heart
And I doomed it from the start, to starve inside a life of scars.
Damned for eternity, to tear myself apart;
Without a guiding hand to guide me, I fell beneath the stars.


Blessed mornings are all slept right through
And aspirations are lost alongside the dripping dew.
The sunshine awakens my eyes, as I see through the blind;
But I shall still not arise, from this cocoon.


Into slumber I drift, indifference I change;
I have become a slave of my own disdain.
The words echo out of my mouth and around the room;
In tunes we marvel, in love we are eternally doomed.


Our hope is curtailed, so we have set sail;
The voyage of the damned, Poseidon at our tail.
A war of world's, inside a shattered soul;
Our thoughts come and go, but we are deep inside this hole.


(C) 2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Monday, July 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: apathy,deep,future,love,morning,poetry,writing
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