Posted: Apr 23, 2014 11:02 am
GenesForLife wrote:Look beyond me.
Will you care to look beyond,
beyond my shroud of mystery?
Beyond that expressionless facade,
Beyond that restrictive veil of doubt,
Can you see the depths of anguish
That mark my sad penury?
Will you care to speak so I can hear,
partake in your melody
help me see, sans all fear
what you really meant to be?
Will you take my hand and care to ask
what I'd like and what I'd want?
Some of us live in darkness shrouded,
Some of us have our spirits caged
Some of us have our wings clipped
Minds molested and bodies broken.
Go on me love, go on and probe,
Go on and look, look for me.
For I am lost, for I am trapped
in cages with bars only I can see.
I am encumbered, with cynical mistrust
and pestered by gremlins and punctured by pins.
All I ask for is to then be unshackled,
and to be me, and to be free.
Very nice poem, thanks. And I learned a new word! (Penury)