Sadness And Sorrow @ MindSay


 

   
Journey through the Desert
I wrote a poem that kinda took me a while to do. Some lines are hard to say, don't make alot of sense, and don't flow so it's not 100% finished. Let me know what you think.



Though at this time my journey's young
I've stumbled 'cross the desert strong
which weakens me and makes me fall
victim to this dreadful sorrow.

I would not known it to be mean
were it not for the forest green
that I had traversed just before
the land turned to an awful scorn.

To some it turns when money's short
or perhaps when divorce and court
encroaches on a family
and never 'gain a dad to see.

To others yet it may not come
except until a mother's son
becomes among the fallen ones
and departs with the sound of guns.

To me it came from a friend dear
who towards me had been so sincere
and made me feel great belonging
I 'for then ne'er felt like singing

But then came the great tide of change
those good feelings could not remain
when my friend so good, so dear
turned off that kindness and the cheer.


Then the forest turned to ocean
of vast dirt, sand, and emotion
overwhelming sadness has stood
and now a longing for the woods.

Which longing now I still have kept
For a friend for whom I have wept
The sadness and the mis'ry brought
has mostly been to me in thoughts

I know it is not my friend's fault
when oblivious to this assault
and perhaps I can live to be
free from all of this misery.

Someday I'm sure my friend will know
of all the things that brought sorrow
and know at least why I was sad
and perhaps then it won't be bad.

Until then though I mustn't dwell
on sorrow so I say 'Oh, Well'
the longing for my friend's still there
and now live with suppressed despair

The desert's strong and so it's true
that some may not at all get through
but on the horizon I see
a brand new set of luscious trees.

And sure it's true that I've not seen
not ten percent of this journey
I ponder now back in those woods
the happy place where I once stood.

And so I look at memories
and never forget those green trees
nor I forget the gentle breeze
that came from lack of great unease.

My friend so dear so kind so great
who I once considered my best mate
no matter what the current state proves
has changed my life and thats the truth.
 
 
   
 

 
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