Signs of trouble at a cost
Lines are blurring near the curve
Souls are burning with sulfur
And with life at a gain or loss
Chains of bondage, worn with pride
A curse it seems but a gift it is
Look and behold the hidden light
That cries to shine forth
Listen to the silent cry
Of the pained from a lovely garth
Its all shiny without
But rotten within
All smiley outside,
But within, a river or tears flow
A tribute I bring, praises I sing
But to what end, for what purpose.
After that, I yell obscenities, and again
I speak of higher truth,
But all seems lost in the big sea
Of my unprocessed thoughts
My mind rages to find words
For conflicting emotions
But then, they never come out.
A well crafted , insightful and challenging work engaging with deeper moral and philosophical insights.
Thanks sir, Louis. I appreciate.
Lovely, Maaya, with philosophical insights!
Profound…beautiful…..the intricasies of life portrayed so well…..
Thank you Maya
“My mind rages to find words”……so many times I have been there……great poem.
Thanks 🙂
Fabulous….insightful and touching
Intense, beautiful, love every word of it.