Michael Maul Poet Free verse

Indefinite Closure

Tears of a weeping willow on a tree lined street in Biloxi indulge my depression.
You have earned every emotion you own.
Clouds of wisdom pass on the knowledge of the universal truth. 
Death never looked so inviting as it does to the hopeless.
Silence is a teacher waiting in vain for her star pupil.

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Mysterious Poet July 25, 2024 at 12:28 AM Soul touching words <3

Crystol Woods July 6, 2024 at 5:05 PM We all feel hopeless at times I think... that's why poetry is essential... it reaches us when we are too far gone for simple talk. Lovely, Haunting poem.xo Michael Maul July 17, 2024 at 4:14 PM Thank you

Regina Elliott October 17, 2023 at 5:06 PM Hi Michael, a well penned poem on the mentally painful affliction of depression. I give you my empathy. I have depression and schizophrenia. I lived in Gulfport, Mississippi for three years. We moved away from Mississippi long before Katrina battered the Gulf coast.

Beata Agustin August 20, 2023 at 8:56 AM Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome 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.