by Dark4unesalem, Oregon, USA
Mar 2016 405 Views 0 comments
Waiting for the end
It is not with wisdom
nor captured spirit
but with cold abandonment
that I am walking here
It is not with courage
nor hopes of winning
but with hate that I come here
It is not with chance
nor reason understood
but with loss
that I wait here
It is not for me to decide
what end I will meet
only to decide what end
I will greet.
nor captured spirit
but with cold abandonment
that I am walking here
It is not with courage
nor hopes of winning
but with hate that I come here
It is not with chance
nor reason understood
but with loss
that I wait here
It is not for me to decide
what end I will meet
only to decide what end
I will greet.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
I like to write yet I am not a writer, I'm poor on punctuation but that does not stop the thoughts in my head. I wrote this in 2008.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
No Comments Yet
More Poems
Searching For Love
Longing ...
Dreams Seriously Challenged by Reality
To Find What's Left
NO LONGER LOST
The Injustice of Famine
More Poems
Report Abuse for this page, if inappropiate