The mouth of the unjust speak through me
And his language shall become clear
Pray for those who suffer temptation
Since he, with striving, shall wear a crown of thorns
Speak through the frozen cuticle
Live, oh live, the skin deep bonds
How lovely, this moon, broken and mangled
How kind, this rose, bleed deep your tears
How serene, this long empty, breathe-breathe
Oh sweet pure Lilium-Have mercy on this soul
Oh Lilium, thy fires divine, greet me
Oh Lilium, sweet, sweet Lilium-Pollinate me home
wow now what i want to know is who is the lilium satin or god
Whoa Troy man that was good my isn't anything compared to yours man I hope I'm as poetic as you some day
This is a very beautiful poem. It's not as superficial as some of the other poems i have read (not yours) . It has real meaning to it I am falling in love w/ all of your poems please keep writing XOXO, Kolee
So nice ink! I enjoyed this poem. Thanks a lot poet Troy Clark. Be well always.
wow that is a wonderful poem i wanna read all them now! ! ! ! ttyl
The previous commenter is correct. You are young to write this and you have talent to make your poetry bloom. GW62
nice poem..... you are young and have the potential....keep up the good work ency bearis
Troy, since you asked me to read this, I will say, number one, I do not like especially to be asked to read ones work.... But I did read it, and number two, just a personal thing I do not especially like Relgion poetry, good or bad, or unless it has a definate reason as for its intent, example dealing with death, ect..... But you have alot of potential, just watch your grammer, very carefully, I use the dicionary all the time and still make mistakes..... You will do fine with a little more reaching from within the soul.........Bonnie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this poem. keep on writing.