Here's my latest poetic creation. Tell me what you think.
Still Waters By M. Ali
My life like still waters
Looking up and drowning
murky , dark and warm
broken heart yet still pounding
I breath like a dream
forgetting at times
I speak with a scheme
in rhythm and rhyme
I sleep more than not
forgetting the day
awake in the eve
forgetting to pray
I long for His mercy
I plead for His grace
I long for a sign
a glimpse of her face
the memories burn
as my thoughts run in haste
thoughts of a time
and thoughts of a place
when life was carefree
and living was fun
when I was a king
and forever young
now life’s like a chore
more burden than boon
though I wish not for death
lest later than soon
for so many things
have I yet to achieve
and so many truths
have I yet to perceive
but how can I rise
from such a deep sounding
when my life is still waters
looking up and drowning
Friday, April 9, 2010
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