The Final Prayer
My faith erodes into disbelief
on the shore of my conscience
decimated by lust and desire
setting my soul on fire
Remorse seeping through my senses
Regret letting down my defenses
I'm a captive of my own duress
fading light in a dark abyss
still i pray for one last time
till my words begin to rhyme
yearn for all i have lost
and all that was once mine
as i lay plagued for tonight
i have to see through a different mind
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AUTHORwell, i guess mine is tainted forever. lol.
Ta!!
Sometimes 'loss', remorse and/or an event which deeply touches or 'hits' the soul can lead to new, different and even sometimes better ways of viewing the/our world.
Or such experience can taint the soul forever.
Love your works ;)
You talented thing you...;)
- AUTHOR
I read this somewhere and i'll share it with you
"i can resist anything but temptation" - oscar wilde.
and it saddens me to realise how true this is.
yes. I'm a muslim.
Second poem of yours I've read where you decry your lust. Are you religious? Maybe a priest is in order.
- AUTHOR
thank you ben for your great feedback as always.
Very cool man, the second verse was awesome.
Short, and powerful. Great wording, seriously.
Keep rockin it
- AUTHOR
Maybe that is a question aimed at yourself, cause i find your poetry very inspiring =)
I wish I knew what could inspire such lovely poetry, but I suppose that is every writer's secret...
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