Forgotten souls

On a journey to somewhere known
Close to the heart, where happiness was born
On the winding way, long road beyond reality
thousand places pass, never to be visited
their stories never narrated, through dry blunt lips
when running towards, the joy of being
such tiny, minuscule details are lost,
although, almost, always at a cost
which is repaid, by the kiss of beloved
forgotten pages of moments passed
when seen from a prism of harsh perception
colours of traits separated, deception
envy, lust, cruelty, hate, indifference
nothing good seems to refract out
good and evil in a vicious bout
evil it seems, always wins
suggesting redemption in a sin
losing perspective of the journey, its end
stay the course, traveller, avoid the bend
where the life carriage will be broken
help will come, heaven send
from the same forgotten, hidden, unmentioned
people of the middle, who would lend
a soul in hand, to push you across prairie

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24 thoughts on “Forgotten souls”

    1. Must be ‘in’ this season or may be I am following the same guy everywhere πŸ™‚ or may be he is following me πŸ™‚ the plot thickens πŸ™‚


      1. You are too cool AB πŸ™‚ I really enjoy your wit, sometimes however it is too much for this poor soul πŸ™‚ so try to respond properly please πŸ™‚


    1. I am really pleased to hear this πŸ™‚ this is my current personal favourite, I can say that you have good taste πŸ™‚ thank you so much πŸ™‚


  1. this is such a beautiful read, AB. oh, i love the flow, and expression. you’re such a pleasure to read–out loud, especially– when no one’s around. i really find amazement in the ever unfolding rhythms. lovely, and so poignant. ~m


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