Black Soul Poem by Ernest Makuakua
Black Soul
black soul
sometimes it feels heavy
sometimes hard to go on
sometimes giving up feels like an option
TRAPPED IN A BLACK SOUL
Dear so far yet so near the end
black soul
competitive as it is trying by all means to drop you when you rise up
cooperative at times
decorative at some times
destructive most times heh black soul
shows no mercy its a child yet drops it like a hot potato burning it like a hot coal
lets go it says
i don't want to witness this
is it so?
child. mother, sister, brother, friend there a black soul
can i ever find peace, under this dark cloud covering the whole host i live in?
black soul.
we work yet our efforts goes to waste, wash the pain yet stains remain
we talk yet our words are ignored im sure we are seen yet too dark to be saved
sometimes heavy to carry the burden how will i go on?
carry on you will find a way
how can i find a way in the dark
dark soul
that pushes us to the point where we never want to reach, but must i realy take my life over this?
NO!
i'm taking over my life about this
Black soul.
How can I find a way in the dark- philosophical one, , thanks.
Sometimes we are caught in the tangles of darkness! We feel there's no way out, but if we try earnestly to get out of that darkness, we might find a way to light! So never give up hope! Such feelings of depression are quite natural to everyone at one time or the other in life! Powerfully put!
thank you guys for the input im blessed by your work too hope you'll enjoy my other pieces too
Deep inside there is this wonderful spark. When we take the time to see a beautiful flower, a wonderful sunrise, that spark tends to become a small flame. If we allow the cool breeze of love blow a bit of oxygen in the small flame it may become a fire, that gives wonderful warmth and light to our soul. Another nice poem filled with deep thoughts and poetically expressed.
Dear Sir Ernest, Wow, great poem. Very emotional and powerful poem sir..... Discrimination in nationality, race and ethnicity can not be controlled, because it is actually a nature of human being...What matters most is the goodness of heart and soul that only God can see it.......Thanks for sharing this poem sir.. Sincerely, diane
Great poem with true sentiments and spirit. don't give up for I am a black soul as well. Remember man was made out of the dust of the ground. The best soil is black soil. Rich soil. Keep writing You are headed to the top.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/3/2024 11:47:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A good story line well presented and expressive showing how one feels when darkness overtakes us. Well thought out and with some drama t o add to the poem. Well done.