Nicolas MoreyChaisemartin


Stairway To Hell - Poem by Nicolas MoreyChaisemartin

As I was wandering deep in the shadow
I found an endless stair going up.
All my bleakness vanished, my sorrow.
There was no trap, no tricks, no make-up,
It was just a holy opportunity,
I was given. With no fear, I stepped on,
And enjoyed this ascent, serene, happy.
As I get higher joy became bliss, passion.
My life changed, dependent I get.
There's no way for me to survive,
Without you, now we loved, we kissed, we met.
You're my sun, my hope. You allowed me to live.
This stairs was leading me to heaven,
I get yearning, I started to run,
But many times, I stumbled,
I stumbled, but luckily, on I carried.
As I went further, I was always more cheerful,
And start seeing the Heaven's door.
Once more I forget the rule,
And stepped off the floor.
To the last step, I'm now suspended.
It's your choice to give me your hand or not.
Give me a chance, love me, give me your hand.
Or let me fall back to hell, I deserve you not.

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  • (4/17/2006 4:12:00 PM)


    A very deep loving write

    Patricia
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 17, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, May 5, 2006


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