Live

Living in solitude with sadness and emotion soul searching with positive knowing

Living in your own world

away from the rat-race, 

Society without a face 

hidden in shame and disgrace,

years of depression

without time to erase.

Living the life of solitaire

feeling alone in  crowd,

weeping hearts in shroud 

meaning out loud,

loneliness sets in from the past

to begin  it all over again.

Living with bittersweet tears

fallen on trembling lips,

brings out pain and sorrows,

to the surface

ghost walking through the haze of life,

learning Karmic Lessons

towards positive enlightenment,

In the right path to take.

Be yourself no matter what

in living your life in the rat-race

society without a face,

no shame no blame

years of depression erased,

with everything in its place.

Live.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Shelly. Live. Go forward. Great wisdom in your words shared. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote