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Below is the poem entitled Illusions which was written by poet Debbie Duncan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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The doors are locked. 
Abject darkness all around.
I long to see the opened door.
I swim in this pool of nakedness.
We have hope in all our solitude.
That we can survive alone in wilderness.
In reality, our simple minds have no clue.
Sorrow does not care whether it is righteous.
I scorn all who offer their opinion. 
I in my solitude,I have none to impress. 
If only , there was an impression of  me, 
Upon your cold soul - less empty  heart.  
Spineless and false you creep thru my thoughts.
Clarity comes from letting go of the falsity of life.
Kindred spirits know well of what I refer.
Does not the Divine not have compassion.

Now I will take leave of my innocents ripped bare .
We make our own ignorance prevailed upon us.
Making us think we can survive alone in time.
Even alone we go on justifying  our acts.
Those of us who are blessed in childhood. 
Bring down a bit of heaven with us, I believe.
Childhood itself is scarcely more then a thought.
Of old age , pleasing illusions covered in mist.  

It's raining in my soul, raining on a dead soul.
Rain is grace, there would be no life without rain.
In the darkness of the night , I see him there watching.
It's death again, absent from body, always on the clock.
Every time I pull the blinds , I spy him there in the trees.
Always there , always watching for us at deaths door.
Back to dust we return to Him, out of body, the spirit. 
Returns to God, the one who gave it,  life !!! 

9:30am Tues. 3/ 5/ 2013

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  1. Date: 6/24/2013 3:23:00 PM
    Interesting thoughts that you have penned..Enjoyed reading this one..Death brings a whole new life for everyone and we have a choice how we will spend that life...Thanks for the visit to my work..Your comments are important to me..Sara

  1. Date: 4/21/2013 1:51:00 PM

  1. Date: 4/12/2013 5:13:00 AM
    well done here Debbie....

  1. Date: 3/13/2013 9:15:00 AM
    So raw...yet touching too. Enjoyed !!

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 5:21:00 PM
    does the Divine have compassion?

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 3:01:00 PM
    debbie, this is very evocative. Spiritual and soul searching. I just love the conclusion and how you had it there" always watching" in the trees. A very interesting one of yours to read today.

  1. Date: 3/7/2013 9:28:00 AM
    I'm back after a long absence from the site. How lucky I am to have stumbled on this gem. Well done, Debbie. :)

  1. Date: 3/6/2013 2:06:00 PM
    Hello Debbie, i love the verse... and the gift, of life... A graceful feeling you gave the poem.. falling into the mist and blessing of your uplifting poem..thank you for the ending message... xox~ LINDA

  1. Date: 3/6/2013 2:21:00 AM
    life is it the great illusion, death the change, who waits for all, coming going, loving, fusion, part time life encompasses gall, spirit leaves and death enthralls? great poetry babe....