What if I lose faith in all love
And in the God of love
Would trouncing and Loss be my destiny,
And Confusion become forever my state of mind?
betrayal has become my trait while All I wanted was
to reach your paradise not hell
My path has gone astray and torment is the cost
Destruction ensued and loss of bliss
Nonetheless I still live in hope of better days.
Everyone attacks my safe haven puncturing deep my brainpower
I resort to my hidden shelter in refuge,
Visiting all my intact memories stored in there still breathing
The beloved dead and a cherished past there alive and waiting
Why tempering with my sanity?
I want my safe sanctuary intact
Where would I hide if smashed?
Death would be more becoming!
A contest entry
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excellent writing... there is place where we seek shelter from world in our heart where we connect and disconnect from life.. this work of art touch me.... thanks for sharing
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Very good, this thoroughly describes a very special part of the human psyche, the place where we seek refuge from the world and then into our own; though in this case while it might not be of the physical sense: like a hidden room containing special items of our memories and dreams, etc.; I've found it to be a rather over predominate characteristic of serial killers.
. Rewarded 6
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This is good poem! I love these words! Explains so much with so little!!!!! Excellent write!!!
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Rest in love, dear love. The only true shelter when the world seems insensate. This rests in us, the connection with the vast in us. In the hope of which you speak and in your love is where it all resides. I always love your work. God bless. Alberto.
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