Life's celestial shores
Traps me! Like prison bars
I fall as a victim
To it's bitter roots
Struggling, fighting
To swallow some juice
Behind life's doors
I wear the black suit
Sadness sits on their face
Like birds I fly away
To a land of gladness
Where joy never ends.
June 11th 2009
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A lovely poem with beautiful imagery, well done Dr Love, 10 Lynda xx
Beautifully written with a vision of what's to come and yet even in the beauty of and peace there is conflict. Well done!
you paint pictures really well with your words id appreciate some pointers really good poem
I like the way your emotion how is tamed and sensation tracked. Good piece of art of yours.10+++
Wonderful to fly away from that torment. Beautiful expression of feeling.
deep thoughts... expressively written Life is just like that... 10+++ Maia
Trapped behind closed doors - yes I too would fly with the birds - free....a positive alternative
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great observation of life and detail. You paint a vivid picture of what is seen in front of you. Thanks for sharing 10