The Far Victory
Misplacing my soul,
Drenching it in more misery,
Life has put me in places
That I don’t want to be,
Confusing the unsolved problems,
The web complicates itself,
Concealing all the answers,
That I desperately seek,
The pain,
That swims in my flesh,
Tearing me apart every now and then,
Changing my life into dark moments,
No matter where I am,
Loneliness lingers to hold me,
To embrace my tormented heart,
To isolate me from the world,
Sometimes, my thoughts would take me away,
A million miles away from the surrounding darkness,
To an illusion, maybe,
That ends when I revive myself,
Repeating itself every single day,
This vision, delusion would take
My soul away,
Leaving me wondering,
About its hidden beauty,
It's a fantasy,
That comes to me everyday,
Thus...
I Live,
Surrounded by sadness,
I sit and wonder,
Asking “Why?”
Knowing that everything happens for a reason,
Continuous,
Again and again,
I would see this vision
That I incomprehend,
"Only a delusion," I would always say,
Smiling as I remember its beauty...
Deceived by it's magic I am, but
I know I would be nothing without it,
The far victory,
Created by my sadness,
My only hope,
That I am trying to reach,
No matter how far it is…
Between the illusion, I seek for my truth,
My victory…
Copyright © Farah Chamma | Year Posted 2006
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