My grief my new poem

[cute_angel]

My grief

Life is becoming a grave

That's treating me as a slave

Chained in the darkness of that cave

with no power to speak or even to wave

I'm no more free no more alive

Nor can I ask for help neither been save

waiting for the clock to strike five


In that moment I wish I could wake

From a nightmare that made me shake

Covered with sweat as if I was inside a lake

A lake which I wish I could break



It Into pieces of stone

To free poeple and feel I'm not alone

Fighting sorrows ;crying on my own

Waiting just for a call of a phone

A soft voice repeating a noun

Which gonna make me smile and not goan

Pushes me to look up and not down



I cry I shout so loud

My GOD give me a faith's sword

To fight that nagging sound

Inside my head which is saying one word

LIVE IN GRIEF.LIVE IN GRIEF

[smart]

hi cutie
wonderful poem
i told you that each one you write is better than the first
keep up sweety

[hairless17]

I am back
wonderful
that is all what I can say

[cute_angel]

hi cutie
wonderful poem
i told you that each one you write is better than the first
keep up sweety

welcome smarty thanks so much for the nice passage

I'm really happy coz you've liked it

I am back
wonderful
that is all what I can say

welcome back

and thanks so much for the nice passage

[أم بدر الدين]

Very Nice ..go Ahead.

[hairless17]

What do you think of a space for others' poems

[smart]

Yes we can make this space but in condition..........we can put comments
ooooooook
Just do it sir

[hairless17]

I will do it

[smart]

thank you
you are making us happy again

[hairless17]

It is my joy to do this

[Mai chan]

thanks so much fo that nice poem