Tears

In my odyssey, I have seen the heights of heaven,

where I lived as a god,

and the very halls of hell,

where I suffered the pains of the damned.

With my tears, of joy and pain, I have filled the sea,

and in its depths, been baptized and set free.

There, I atoned for my own sins

and have become reborn.

I have dipped deep from that well,

and drawn up all that was there,

leaving it dry.

It is with those tears that I write.

Reviews

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Wow... now... my humble opinon...

That is very, very good.

You write very well.

Great poetry!!!

;)

[Soren]

I thank you for your most kind words about my humble scribbles.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are welcome.

;)

[John the Baptist]

The first lines have a bipolar sound to them. I don't know if that is what is actually being referred to, or just the trials of life. Whatever, the speaker seems to have undergone an ordeal and been redeemed. Still, the scars are apparently what spurs the writing.

[Soren]

Thanks John for the review and taking the time to interpret it. Yes the first part is a big swing. I just thought on the last day of poetry month I would tribute the muse which is my tears of joy or pain.