This is a poetry blog for all to read. I have posted my poetry so somebody would read them. I think they're okay. If you happen to like them and want to make a comment, please do so. It would be greatly appreciated.
Dear Lord My soul provider My life grace My lesson instructor, My world presenter My sovereign gate keeper Oh, Dear Lord, Why hath thou bestow unto me Trials Precarious nothings Doubtful hope? Query of giving me life Hath never have been made. Sensations are continual Of sentencing to a punishment A Prison! Who were the things, In my former life? What deed did I bestow Upon the world? What have I done! Oh, Dear Lord, I wake up with the Request of Never waking again. Fro some trouble will Shadow my doorstep. What am I here for? Who am I to be? For what retribution? Punishment? Why am I This ceded person whose Battles flourishes more Than prosperity? Whose prosperity makes Suffering easy? Whose happiness is as Elusive as death. Whose morning waking is Painful and abhorred. I beg and plead For parole Or Probation From this “so called” Life. Still trapped in Repetition from past Events. Being styled constantly From what I have perceived myself Loudly told of personal Failures Through mine and Others sight. The perpetual want To flee The perpetual want To escape Always unhappy Never content And afraid of both . Loath human Contact Yet seek with Tenacity. Apparent innocence Yet self defeating Guilt. Dear Omnipotent Soul, For what reason Am I occupying This unhappy human? They told me you Give whatever the The heart truly needs, I need to be released. I need a new Beginning. I need a new World. Dear Lord, Hear my request Let it not be taken As another request For a Pony. Dear, Dear Lord! I love you dearly. For you and my love Ones, Is greater by far Than the love I would Have for this life For myself . This dark olive, Differently oriented, Sexual minority, Would like to go Would like to have a pardon I have learned all The lesson that is needed To learn and be taught, I have seen enough For my soul to understand. I do regret any wrong I may have treaded upon. Your omnipotence, Yet, I have learned. I live for others However, I never seem To please them, Nor you. I want to come home. No, Lord I am truly homesick . No more, Lord. I have had my limit I do not want Nor do I need to go On Lord, Oh Dear, Lord, If I am imprisoned In this cell If I am eternally Punished, I am afraid that What’s left of My soul Will cease to Be vital. My heart will Shut down, And my mind, Oh, imprisoned mind, Will take control . I desire not that outcome, Nevertheless, life will Take that path. I am done with My sentencing Your son.