Dalila Agtani Poet Free verse

Midnight Delight, a Reverse

MIDNIGHT DELIGHT, A REVERSE

The night when it started to wary
And you don’t  care to return home
Or when you arrive early
No sweet music
But all remorse of bad luck in our lives
Daily chores have become daily sermon
No more love and caresses
But purely insulting words
Touching has become a misdemeanor
And loving turned sour and hurting
Just to make amends, forgiveness is a sin
Prospect of life’s dream is broken dream
The more we try the more this feeling a syndrome
Of bad luck and anarchy!

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Gwendolen Song September 28, 2011 at 3:49 PM Welcome to your new home here on the soup. I think it is an important object lesson to visit things from the other view! Or in reverse.. This is a teachable poem! Congrats on your recent win in the Crystal Ball contest. Kick up your feet and stay a while. Mix and mingle and talk to some poets who you might not normally read from. We even have rhymers on here who write for rap music! Enjoy! Gwendolen

Andrea Dietrich September 27, 2011 at 11:14 PM Yes, Reverse FOR SURE. Is it for a contest, Dallila? It's an interesting one to read. Did you ever hear the song Afternoon Delight? It may have been before your time. Oh, about the church contest. I think it might still be going on if you want to try it!! LUv, Andrea

John Freeman September 27, 2011 at 6:18 AM Living life is a lesson in itself, Dalila. New windows beg to be included, as life improves it members. A smile, beautiful thought and verse. Agape, Moses

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 26, 2011 at 11:18 AM strong impassioned words Dalila and very emotional lines of luv abandoned to other things in life.. that touching has become a misdemeanor is fantastic luv..