Sometimes I Feel Like I'M Screaming

As I delve into an abyss of literary words
Am I in a crazy world of confusional absurd

All I appear to do is to drift from rule to rule
Am I stubbornly blind or an idiotic fool

Whilst all around me flourishes, allegedly so
Is the holding hands of others in peripheral poetry grow

Sometimes what we cannot see, is right before our eyes
It's the faithful that carry the light, as others darken our skies

To be drawn from this darkness is a duty to serve ourselves
I'd rather be myself, than be born from a different shelf










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Wesley Avatar
June 23, 2011 at 5:11 PM
This was so well written and I enjoyed reading.
Skyles-Theoklapoet Avatar
June 22, 2011 at 12:42 PM
Fabulous read James I really enjoyed it and thanks for the congrats on my win.~Teresa~
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June 19, 2011 at 11:38 AM
Dear James, this is a uniquely spiritual write for you. Those of my friends who have faith in their heart do seem happier than the others. And it's so true that we often don't see what is right before our eyes. Wonderful poem, dear Highlander. Love, Carolyn-
Kendrick Avatar
June 17, 2011 at 6:05 PM
Interesting thoughts penned..Enjoyed reading your ideas tonight...Sara
Mehta Avatar
June 17, 2011 at 5:55 PM
Lovely poetic expressions from his own den, James
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