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World of shadows.

Updated on October 21, 2011

Anguished over the world
tired of fumbling his pen and paper
he shouted "I am anguished over the world
in which I lived".

"I condemned the tree of knowledge"
unforntutely, he hid his pain deep within
Over "The Anguished World of Shadows"
Everything matters to him
when it come to
composing hymns of freedom
Freedom to live,
Freedom to write
Freedom to be happy
Freedom not to abided by others will

His bloodshot eyes impaired his vision
never been in bondage
Until he took a sip of the devil's soup
Injustice is an evil in itself
both the dipper and the abider
They kidnapped his soul!

He must be free from the claws of the moonshine
Freedom must come soon
Rearmed again my poet friend

Drunk and disorderly always in custody

his friend and his family all fed up with him

Moonshine have ruin his life

Now he lost his wife.









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      Annie 5 years ago from NewYork

      thank you haikutwinkle

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      haikutwinkle 5 years ago

      Dear Darknlovely3436,

      Thanks for taking the time to comment on my hubpages. Writing is a very excellent way of releasing stress from the minds/souls. Sometimes the mind spent too much time dwelling in the past that it often missed out current events.

      The past

      frequently visits

      swimming in murky waters

      The present

      painted with rainbows

      carpe diem!

      A future

      not yet seen

      is yet to come

      Stay happy ;)

      Regards,

      haikutwinkle

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      Debby Bruck 5 years ago

      Darknlovely3436 ~ Our vices and habits have a hold on us and take us down the dark path. Blessings, Debby

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      epigramman 5 years ago

      ...one love - sounds like a Marley tune - lol lol - and what I meant - lol - was I love drinking songs and hell raising songs - not in particular, I love drinking - lol lol - and yes I do have a limit - lake erie time 6:54pm

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      Annie 5 years ago from NewYork

      epigramman , you can drink but you have to have a limit

      thank for supporting my work.

      one love

      annie

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      epigramman 5 years ago

      ...well I love drinking and hell raising songs but then again I love the old style country music - heard of David Allan Coe, Townes Van Zandt or Billie Joe Shaver.

      One thing very obvious here - your words are not in the shadows - they are in the limelight - and they're looking really mighty fine. lake erie time ontario canada 4:50pm

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      mikeq107 5 years ago

      My Grandfather was a drunk and a play-write...drank 2 bottles a day....My dad was a closet drunk...Praise God I,m not...dont need fools courage!!!

      Great write Mike :0)

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      Annie 5 years ago from NewYork

      thank you Eiddwen...

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      What a brilliant hub,it was indeed a great read and here's to many more to share.

      Take careand have a great day.

      Eiddwen.

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      Annie 5 years ago from NewYork

      the lyricwriter and ranbansal thank you so much, and rambansal flattery wouldn't get you no where (:) just showed me what ya got!

      one love Annie

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      Ram Bansal 5 years ago from India

      So real, so true for me. I am the moonshine of my dear friend Darknlovely. So lovely a depiction. Thanks dear..

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      Richard Ricky Hale 5 years ago from West Virginia

      You hit this one out of the park. Devil's soup it is. It ruins a life and it showed in your poetry. Perfect example.

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      Annie 5 years ago from NewYork

      Mary615 thank so much,for supporting my work

      and writer 20, what would I do without my greatest fan,

      that you for reading..

      one love Annie

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      Joyce Haragsim 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

      Great well written poem, enjoyed reading it.

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      Mary Hyatt 5 years ago from Florida

      How sad, but true. Alcohol kills more people than any other drug, yet it's legal! I just wrote a new poem about someone who leaves a drunken party to go home. Read it when you can. I'll never write poetry as well as you, but you do inspire me. Regards, Mary

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      Annie 5 years ago from NewYork

      Thank you,I guess the recession is making it rough on them(:)

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      jami l. pereira 5 years ago

      Cool poem , i voted up , there have been alot of "Drunken" poets as well as novelists , and your right , the devils soup is soothing to the soul and mind as they scribed words of anguish and demise , this is lovely ! thank you for the read!:)