my poems for those who wish to walk down some roads...

i am not a great poet but would love to share some of my poems.....

written in feb class 11 2004

PAIN OF FEELING

THE PIOUS RAIN FELL UNHEARD,

FOR ITS A SIN TO PROCLAIM THY WORTH,

THE SPRING SONG OF THE BIRD,

ENCOMPASSED THE BARREN EARTH.



BEAUTY WALKED DOWN AN EMPTY LANE,

IT WAS SUCH A SORDID SIGHT,

TRUTH LAY HELPLESS ABANDONED IN PAIN,

INTO THE COUNTLESS HOURS OF THE LONELY NIGHT.


MYSTERIES RODE THE TIDES OF TIME ,

UNDECIPHERED THEY STILL GREW STRANGER,

THE GOLDEN SILENCE STILL IN PANTOMIME,

WHILE "HE" NURSED A BABE IN THE MANGER.




"HE" PONDERED WHERE THE BABE SHALL TAKE BIRTH,

ONCE IT WAS TIME FOR IT TO PART,

TO QUENCH THE THIRST OF THE PARCHING EARTH,

"HE" CURSED HUMANITY WITH A HEART.

Chastisement

I abjure all pride,

Chastisement the only way,

Nowhere to wander, hide,

For the faith gone astray.


I lie in depths so deep,

I can not see the light,

In darkened chambers you keep,

To learn humility through the night.


Can thy hands take more?

For thou has taken my dignity,

Will thee take me through the door,

Deliver me from wicked eternity.


I must burn in the light,

When life has left me marred,

A wretched piteous sight,

For my heart is left scarred.


You speak of my crimes my sin,

But thou did not see,

Thou will not take me in,

Thou will not put end to me.

welcome to my world....
criticisms and clarifications are welcome....

adi

"THE GOLDEN SILENCE STILL IN PANTOMIME"

is a controversial line. kudos.