Dust To Dust
Dust
Life oh life look I'm failing
Send past days so I can see them
Round and round the world bewailing
Soul divinist let you free them
And I vow that I'll with thee
Dust of thy world, shore of thy sea
Channels all I tried by walking
And I know where all they leadest
On the ways were people talking
Unseen wounds utmost they bleedest
Life is test this life is warning
Tears of eve are gems of morning
All have lighted lamps in Hamlet
All are carving meads in pathways
Someone brought there stars in casket
Then adorned with them all sideways
Shimmering light from top of harkness
Here life and death fight with darkness
Whitish whitish tombs are shining
Lonely lonely moonlit meads are
While I midst my grave applying
Soothing balm on heartless life scar
Dust on dust in dust was lying
Weeping heart see sky is smiling
Kirk in Hamlet, church on downhill
Mosques are filled with thy devotees
Temple all in lap of Nature
Sitting on his throne all he sees
Lord of earth and world divinist
With whose love my heart is shinist
Saith he I shine in heart
of thou
Search me not in temps my people
Life of world is but a live show
Rat race of so called high people
All I wrote in book Divinist
One who worships more he shinist
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
