Matthew Ainscough Poet Lyric

Forever

I am the chaos
I am the song
I am the reverberation
portentous, specious
and tiresomely overlong
I am the creation
I am the spring
Deadening quiet trees
Gardening souls through corrupted space
I am the hours
I am the chill
Forfeiting drawn, crushed evenings
To fold an encouraging breath
Around my chaos
I am the solitude
I am the urn
Into which fastidious comcerns 
Are continually poured
Evolving into resurrected dreams
I am the blessed
I am the scorned
From conspiratorial valleys
Of pastures worn
that breed and give hope to all
With a dew-drop melody I prolong
I am the life
the obstacle chaos breeds
And the eternal song
I am the sin
I am the hollow
an enveloping clarion of tainted vice
Preaching an undisclosed epitaph that communion binds
For I am the truth
And I will perpetually unwind.

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Beata Agustin May 15, 2025 at 12:24 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Skat A January 25, 2016 at 3:40 PM MATTHEW, Excellent written poem, Awesome flow. Luv ** SKAT **