Lonely Road

Lonely Road

A Poem by Oswell Thatinswell

I trod upon my lonely road
No heed pay I to where it goes
Now and again my road seen clearly
But still I fall from what I hold dearly
What must I do to hold it up
To not fall from my Gilded Luck.
Yet as I go I meet new friends
And with time begin to laugh again
I can believe my Luck still Gilded
except not on top as before I toted.
So now as I near the end
My destination unclear, still yet Godsend
As I look upon the life I had
I can't help to feel so Glad
That my destination has not been reached
For still my Soul has yet be reaped.

© 2010 Oswell Thatinswell

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Very true, our journey is never complete! Well written and great sentiment.

Posted 10 Years Ago

I would say so lol
This is beautifully written love!
A great poem that leads the reader down roads that are reflective!
Great work

Posted 10 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think i did pretty well with this one

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on October 22, 2010
Last Updated on October 23, 2010
Tags: Reflection, Lonely Road, Lonely, Road, Life, Journey, Luck, Soul, reaped, death, discovery