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Poetry » Life » The poems of a Broken Soul font: B s : A A A . width: full 3/4 1/2
Author: Randomer
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Angst - Published: 05-05-08 - Updated: 05-05-08 - Complete - id:2513674
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Let us consider if you will for a moment that life is a network of crossroads
These roads start at one point and end at one
Birth and Death
I am at a crossroads, but for me is there only one path?
So I sit here on the ground of trodden dreams
The dust of fallen emotions around me
The ones you all want to forget

I

Beautiful bird come and sit with a rock and look at our four paths
The path behind us is blocked and those that cross will suffer
To my left there lies a life of suffering
To my right is no more than death
I want to go forward but I cannot
Pretty bird tell me what is over the next horizon because I can see no father
Go forward on that road and tell me what you see
Return sometime to tell the rock
Tell me those stories till I weep in bitter envy
You see I have tried to make a move out into my future
But none of the paths I dare tread upon
Instead I lead others on to greater things

Some of them fall at the first hurdle
Some walk on to places unknown
Some come back and sit with me
Some try to pull me on
Some trick me forward causing me to stumble

I’ve asked the worm what lies over the horizon
But the bird can give me a better view
They all come back with different stories
Polluting my imagination of the world beyond
What can I do but drop my emotions onto the ground and lie upon them
I could do more but I would lose my honour

The one thing I have left
If I don’t make my way I will never grow up

I am at a crossroads but for me there is only one path

Do I dare?

II

I consider myself to be a rock

The one on which those around me steady themselves

Oh beautiful bird

Pick me up in your long beak

Carry me far on your golden feathers

Rescue me from the floor of human feeling

Will you take me far away?

Take me off into the horizon

I’m ready to leave

I’ve seen too much of this place

I know everything there is to know about this place

I know every person that has ever passed by

I know all their thoughts and all their feelings

I know their desires

I know their fears

I know it is time for me to face my own

This is my time and you are my guide

Lift me up from this darkness and into the sky

Let us follow the masses together

Take me to the next crossroads

There I will find my only path

I am at a crossroads but for me there is only one path

I dare

III

So you lift me up in a tight grip

Ready to journey with me

Beautiful bird you are my rescuer

I will owe you more than I could ever repay

A debt that will echo on in whatever future I have

Please don’t drop me

I watch in joy as my world fades away below

The dusty crossroad I sat at for years

I see new ground and I spot faces old and new beneath

This is the happiest moment in my lifetime

Floating high about the rat race of life

Free from the bonds and ties of civilization

Feeling pure love and exultation



© Copyright 2008 Randomer (FictionPress ID:415154).


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