a monsters lust

so here i am

from all things i came

life is just but what we make it

i have placed it in a bag to fit

 

complexities never strayed my path

i had to pick up from the aftermath

the sun never stopped shining

the birds never stopped singing

 

bruises on my knees where signs of prayer

i held on and promised to stop never

the pressures of distruction increased

and all my steadfast prayers decreased

 

why then was i abundoned

all joys and pleasures of the world from me pardoned

as the days grew fast in number

my present life became a slumber

 

i found what i believed to be invisible joy

for my life had become to someone a toy

was i being punished for my past

or was it just a monsters lust

Reviews

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Excellent read and write.

[zainul]

Well penned.
Enjoyed reading.
Correct the spelling mistakes.

[msliebee]

thank you. i appreciate your interest. i will be sure to correct the spellings as well

[zainul]

You are welcome.
I will continue to read your work later.

[ayokunle kunle]

Wow so sweet and it touches my heart

[zainul]

:)