SORROWFUL POEMS

JUST SORROW

The cry of the helpless

The pain of the anguished

The anger of the hungry

The darkness of the blind

The emptiness of the lonely

The bitten lips of the regretful

The insecurity of the fearful

The inferiority of the rejected

The cowardice of the junkie…….

HANGING IN A BALANCE

Here comes that time when it seems like everything on earth is against you. You cry until your tears run dry, you worry until your head can take it no longer, you wish until you wish for the ultimate departure, you so scared to put your plans to play cos you think you will fail as always……….

Life is unfair you would say, does God exist you would begin to ponder. You look around and wonder where your help would come from………….

Faith gone, hope evades, miracles only in fairy tales. Why live for nothing you would say but why die a nobody with lots of money making potentials in the YOU in YOU…….YOU ARE LEFT HANGING IN A  BALANCE.

BEING LOST

Being lost is walking a path that looks exactly like your path to destiny.

Being lost is walking a dark tunnel with no end.

Being lost is saying the right words to the wrong person.

Being lost is falling in love with the enemy.

Being lost is acting brave when you should walk away a coward.

Being lost is crying when u should be laughing.

Being lost is having sex when you should actually be making love…..