YOUA Poem by Evelynne Tionge
I try to make it through my life
Yet in my way there is you Shaking the shackles now turned rife You drag me down thats all you do My words to you always cut no ice I but want to be free and save my soul From the living you constantly claim is my choice I try to make you see my side Yet your eyes choose to look right through Into the principles i have failed to abide You continously cut my soul into two Forcing me to swim against the tide You want me to be you and will not stop till i do In the sounds of midnight whispers There is your voice taunting me out of sanity Summoning the most grosteque shadows as helpers Pressing hard against me to capture all my serenity Humming a requiem which my senses pilfers Bringing all sense of beauty into calamity You take me to the place where veins interlock And kick me to my knees to learn how to pray I am still here in my mold behind the doors you lock Waiting for you to see my path from which i can not stray Attempting to bear grapes for your wine though i'm an oak © 2013 Evelynne Tionge |
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1 Review Added on December 7, 2013 Last Updated on December 7, 2013 AuthorEvelynne TiongeLusaka, Lusaka, ZambiaAboutWriting poetry keeps me sane. It is the blessing from all i have had to endure. more..Writing
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