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Retrievable: The Lost Soul

Contributed by Eternal_Skies on Friday, 17th January 2003 @ 08:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Rendered useless is the smile,
It has been all the while
In the Dark it has to stay,
No light laughter or sound of gay.

Grave, it is, the mourn f Death;
Crumpled bodies and foul breath
Where emotions and senses are jammed
This is the place where many are Damned.

Dusty, it is, the Demon’s cell
Warm and Disturbed, the mind fail
There, with yourself, have the session
That is the story in Depression

Escaped, now, from the Darkest hole;
Retrievable is your lost soul.
Delightful is the morning sun,
When fears and fights are truly won.

Cleansed, now, the Dreading mind,
Delirious and Delight you will find.
New air to your to your tongue, like cream,
Does it feel as though a Dream?

Now, your soul has been freed
To love, to fate, and not to greed,
To hope, to give, and not to aggression;
This is the story to be free of Depression.






Copyright © Eternal_Skies ... [ 2003-01-17 20:40:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Retrievable: The Lost Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Saturday, 18th January 2003 @ 03:50:35 AM AEST
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Demon show your face to me
And i will take your hand indeed
I'm left with sour and rotten soul
but this one you already know
How beautiful is this poem....i love it...it's unique, very dark....and takes me back to a time i lived in that i will never forget...i only hope that i never fall back to where i was...because i've come so far to where i am ...that i would surely die if i did......your poetry touches me deeply.....love it....

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