RestorationA Poem by Pablo Colean outlet for emotions instead of crime depression drips like painful rain bored to tears alone with the stars again i remember a sweeter time when i was in love with woman blissfully blind now i am on the outside without need some loving to make me more kind oh, i wanted more than i could remedy!!! too much too violent solutions to like it to be a man society ... demented to love it demented to hate it one thing i can't understand: a terrorism of pollution 9/11 the one thing we fixate on makes it the fall of man from which i ran to be alone from there is so much out there to live for can you please also try to understand? there is a paradise of love there in this life encapsulated all we all can comprehend that's calling us to forgiveness to illumination to take the gun out of our enemy's ' hand to win we are only discovering like swimming undersea as the cosmic truth deals the hand again give us that liberty let us off the hook let us be free so we can see teach us to love the sky to love the heart to love the land yes, let's learn where all this should go, man it's the same old story in time's sands as goodness returns, such the goodness! O can the mind and the body and the soul and heart withstand?
over the rainbow somewhere awaits a family, a happy beach ... a worriless suntan © 2014 Pablo Cole |
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Added on September 29, 2014 Last Updated on September 29, 2014 AuthorPablo ColeSt. John's, CanadaAboutpoems primarily about solitude, isolation, love/hate, rejection, mental illness, beauty, and life exquisite. more..Writing
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