RepentancePosted: April 29, 2011
April is the national poetry writing month and I just found that out and about NaPoWriMo as well.I know I’m VERY late for this but this is my attempt at joining in the fun.
Drags you by the legs to the depths
Precious life and leaves
One a chew
Feeling drained of all goodness,feeling
Why cannot we
Fall in love with Gods that
Make no mistakes and does not hurt
Hearts that love them and forgive
Mortal sins?Why is it so
That one must hurt
To the point that every limb aches
And every muscle ails? Why
Does it leave you broken
And perhaps even
Do you bleed when everything
Is about convenience these days,when you know
There is no point?
True love sells out to convenience it seems
It is indeed
A commercial world today.