Homeless Soul

The lonesome anguish beckons Love lost aches and torments so Ferrell demons of the black night Seem as to never let him go

 

A man knows not his purpose

until left along life's road alone

Letting go things of his former life

caring not what he may own

 

As then he finds solace to cry

when he sees that he is so real

Living through dark rains night

he then knows that he can feel

 

In that one divining moment

his purpose becomes so clear

Caring no more for adventure

he now knows the taste of fear

 

The lonesome anguish beckons

love lost aches and torments so

Feral demons of the black night

seem as to never let him go

 

The love that once beheld him

has him thinking he's insane

The mirror shows no mercy

to the face held in it's pane

 

The man you passed by the road

who looked as to never sleep

May be he that touched love's heart

with a soul both wide and deep

 

Tate

Author's Note

Having been divorced I can tell you it is not unusual for a man who loves with his heart to inherit the winds of perdition.

Reviews

[Titus McGuire]

A very deep piece; very open and honest. There are many shades to the love dream and most people seem to focus on the beautiful beginnings or the bitter end, but not so much the aftermath. Seldom do we delve into what we carry with us when the love is over, reflecting on the person we once were as opposed to the person we are now. How often do we stop to think about how love, or being in love, has changed us? How often do we consider that after love is lost we have something gained, even if it is only an understanding of who we are? This work really gives one something to think about, and I feel, as with most good poems, it is open to different interpretations pending upon each person's personal experiences with love and love lost. Extremely well written.

[Mitch*Dandy]

I just gotta ask, where do you get these beautiful pictures???

[MJ Durston]

Bittersweet. Touchy subject, you have to try and avoid stereotypes and bias. Just careful what you say and how you say it when it becomes a controversial topic. You don't want to come off as "mean" looks like you did a good job avoiding that from what I can tell.

I thought it was beautiful in that heart wrenching kind of way.

Keep Writing,

Melissa

[MusicJunkie66]

It's depressing, but all the more beautiful :]

[Wicahpi]

bravo!

[Miss Coral]

Great piece.. I especially loved the third stanza. :)

Good job!

[Thorn]

"Feral" is how you spell it, just so you know.
And wouldn't it be better to say "Left ON life's road alone?"

Anyway, other than that; it was nice! The last verse, especially, is wonderful.

Good job!

[Ethan Paz]

Life is real. Good job . . . once again ;) I enjoy reading your poems for behind it is a story and a plot.

[Star Wolf]

Sad. Makes me think of the homeless I see and the photo makes me think of the Great Depression. Seems we are on the verge of another one.

[DiMar4u]

succinct.
timeless.

very intense.
i wish i had written it--
bravo my brotha!
:O)~

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

this is true life.. and it is sad that this many times does happen.. you wrote this so well it touched heart and soul and as for the homeless .. which is uncalled for in this country...you gave them a soul ,, so many just see the faces turning away not thinking of them as' people '...this could happen to me , you so many thank you, Tate
peace
Chloe
xoxo