So Sad It Is My Life It Is Poem by syafiq syahmi

A dark gloomy day,
with vines of death slithering among us,
shall it be this my last poem to be wrote,
for I no longer can stand on this lonely road,

O God,
show me the reason for every treason upon me,
show me the answer of all your test undone by me,
show me the anything, just anything,
to make me feel just that something,

Dear life,
so sad are you lingering my body,
the soul is corrupted,
the mind are blinded,
the hearts are blackened,
yet there still hope,
for you my life isn't this is all to come,

I will obey every single saying,
of that thing called 'destiny'
I am yet another slave of humanity,
humble as I grumble,
stable as I disable,

O dear being of another life,
conquered by thy salute of lies,
O never be, never be,
never see, never see,
though you and I(O dear life) ,
are yet each own shadow,
obeying another sorrow,
hoping again for another false tommorow...

-syafiq-
-sg.besi-
-malaysia-
-p/s; this is not my really last poem; p -