Grief

The man is just killing time on that table

He is not able, to accept the reality 

Of his decisions that turned fatal 

So he's thinking of his existence quite radically

The heart was once red, full of vigor 

But the mind is a killer, it's called over thinking

So in attempt to ease the tensions, there goes

another bottle of liquor

Because you aren't you when you're hungry

but he's empty inside his soul, he needs honey

but not a lot of sugar like a snicker 

Grief is the greatest thief

of our tranquility within

But if you freeze and breathe

and let the breeze relieve all the

grieve

It will decrease and will release

... the man within

Reviews

[Perkele.7885]

I am not so sure that I gave ever experienced grief, I have always passed by right into STRESSFUL 101.
But, what you say may well have merit. Do you have any advice for advanced stress in your pocket for me? A good fashionable right on write this day, CRZ!

[MandaBear]

Very intriguing indeed my friend

[Sadie Maisonet]

i like this, you show what a person goes through in their head. nice job with description.

[Pyyro]

Very intriguing indeed. Grief can driven any true emotion of thyself from within to the surface. Keep it up

[iliOZ]

just like many human feelings, grief becomes meaningful only when experienced personally.
we as humans in general have a few things we can learn for example from elephants when it comes to grief.
over all i like the poem, however, i miss the rhymes too

[Baban.A.A]

Grief is thief
one day you know
for certain deafs
Grief is Beef

[Prritiy]

Grief is the greatest thief
of our tranquility within
But if you freeze and breathe
and let the breeze relieve all the
grieve
It will decrease and will release
... the man within

truly said grief Is The greatest Thief of our peace.
nice one

best wishes

[Stormie Sky]

Great poem, very interesting. Your a great writter, keep up the good work. :)

[Astro]

There is an interesting point of view in this piece and it has a some good creativity with regards to telling a story, but the rhyming took away from the overall polish, as it was grammatically and tonally off.

[icelandicblue]

There is great truth in these words:

Grief is the greatest thief
of our tranquility within