splinters throghtout my eyes

splinters throghtout my eyes

A Poem by Michael Soul
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splinters


It's like my broken past
splinters throughout my eyes,
bringing my site in images off my bleak tomorrow's
what I wish not to be seen
in eyes, can they see my story as its tolled,

duse my eye's becaume the spoken word,
I can look into your souls and see you,
can you see me,
See what I don't want to be seen,
my fears my disbelieve,
competitions to draw me in,
do I un willing/lay shed my
truth by the words of my dissent,
but my mind hides for myself, to hide my forever

failing light from fear of my kind,

Must I be afraid of what my mind conserves,
A fear that I am not real, who think that their The one,
could be dreaming for so long,
Kidding thy self that I could do what's in soul,
my song, for maybe I am to die, to be reformed,
My fall flickers through dreams
from a time before I was born, am I what be see,
my fear keeps me here,
what duse controls my stay till time calls me,

is that what I'll be left with, if I go,
what if I hide for too long shall all be lost,
Then not the show I shall be,
It's in my soul it is my calling to be
What god imbedded in me, I shall grow and know,
through my eyes the world shall come to see
Why I'll draw my head tall.

Not really trying, not really seeing keeps me down to earth,
son of god is tempted by the lure of fame,
and fame the door way to hell, and can we taste its path
For it be dipped in all flavour,
And is keeper my brother, ironic,
father why have you forsaken me,
fell lost within skin,
And I am one of the last that has to walk this flame,
So all can see ones more time the truth behind man's Eyes,
The beauty of what can be.


As it is my path to die then I shall live,
so shall you and I shall walk this path,
and as before the day has to give way to the night,
Our truth used to in slave,
to keep the lies hidden,
so time will pass unchanged,
And other shall come, in years to pass,
To work tooth and Nile
Like my brother before, And like me now.
Until we see, you and me.
Until we have no other way than to be,
and remember my words as I walk the darkened path,
one has to give all they see,
To live as free as the air we breathe,
God our creator, earth our mother,
The sun our warmth, the water our body's
and the wind our breath thus life all life be the same
In thought and in love,

It's meant to be so the dark,
Can not see until
light shines free from me.
And on that day they shall take
my life but what they can't see they set free.
I love you and love you all and with the tears,
rejoice with hope,
find wings and with these words, fly for ever free,
with my love we all shall see,
how free we can be how free you and me,
all of us.

© 2008 Michael Soul


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I am speechless. Such a beauty. I especially loved this:

My fall flickers through dreams
from a time before I was born, am i what be see,
my fear keeps me hear,

what if may controls my stay till time calls me,
is that what I'll be left with, if I go,
what if I hide for to long shall all be lost,

Then not the show i shall be,

It's in my soul it is my calling to be

What god imbedded in me, I shall grow and know,
through my eye the world shall come to see

Why I'll draw my head tall.---------------------------------it is also my attitude. I am happy to have found you. Pls send me always your work. yours lara.



Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Good poem but I dont really understand it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poignant write, I am glad to see the triumphant ending while the character works through the pain in the beginning and end of these verses. Great write - again, there are some typos but still the message is very strong and powerful. Thank you for sharing so much depth. I really enjoy reading your writing...the strength of the soul is Unconditional Love and redemption in my opinion and I find that truly shines through here. Thanks again for sharing so much of yourself. Great read.
Love and Light,
Siddartha


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

enjoyed it love and light

Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting view of the crucification. i have made some minor edits below for spelling and grammar -
My comments are in brackets.


It's like my broken past
splinters throughout my eyes,
bringing my site in images off my bleak tomorrow's [off or of?]
what I wish not to be seen
in eyes, can they see my story as its tolled, [tolled like a bridge or told like spoken?]
I can look into your souls and see you,
can you see me,
See what I don't wont to be seen, [want or won't]
my fears my disbeleve, [sp � disbelieve]
competitions to drew me in [draw me in]
do I un willing/lay shed my
truth by the words of my dissent,
but my mind hides for my self, to hide my ever [myself one word, my every?]
failing light from fear of my kind,

Must I be afraid of what my mind conserves,
A fear that I'm not the real, who think that their The one, [that I am not real]
could be dreaming for so long,
Kidding thi self that I could do what's in soul, [thi � thy?]
my song, for maybe I am to die, to be reformed,
My fall flickers through dreams
from a time before I was born, am i what be see, [capitalize I]
my fear keeps me hear, [here]
what if may controls my stay till time calls me, [not sure what this sentence means]
is that what I'll be left with, if I go,
what if I hide for to long shall all be lost, [too]
Then not the show i shall be, [caps I]
It's in my soul it is my calling to be
What god imbedded in me, I shall grow and know,
through my eye the world shall come to see [my eyes � plural]
Why I'll draw my head tall.

Not really trying, not really seeing keeps me down to earth,
son of god is tempted by the lour of fame, [lour? Lure?]
and fame the door way to hell, and can we taste its path
For it be dipped in all flavour,
And is keeper my brother, ironic,
father why have you forsaken me,
fell lost within skin,
And I am one of the last that has to walk this flame,
So all can see ones more time the truth behind man's Eyes,
The beauty of what can be.


As it is my path to die then I shall live,
so shall you and I shall walk this path,
and as before the day has to give way to the night,
Our truth used to in slave,
to keep the lies hidden,
so time will pass unchanged,
And other shall come, in years to pass,
To work tooth and Nile
Like my brother before, And like me now.
Until we see, you and me.
Until we have no other way than to be,
and remember my words as I walk the darkened path,
one has to give all they see,
To live as free as the air we breathe,
God our creator, earth our mother,
The sun our warmth, the water our body's
and the wind our breath thus life all life be the same
In thought and in love,

It's meant to be so the dark,
Can not see until
light shines free from me.
And on that day they shall take
my life but what they can't see they set free.
I love you and love you all and with the tears,
rejoice with hope,
find wings and with these words, fly for ever free,
with my love we all shall see,
how free we can be how free you and me,
all of us.



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I am speechless. Such a beauty. I especially loved this:

My fall flickers through dreams
from a time before I was born, am i what be see,
my fear keeps me hear,

what if may controls my stay till time calls me,
is that what I'll be left with, if I go,
what if I hide for to long shall all be lost,

Then not the show i shall be,

It's in my soul it is my calling to be

What god imbedded in me, I shall grow and know,
through my eye the world shall come to see

Why I'll draw my head tall.---------------------------------it is also my attitude. I am happy to have found you. Pls send me always your work. yours lara.



Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Michael Soul
Michael Soul

Ayr, United Kingdom



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