Once More

Sat, 06/04/2022 - 01:04 -- Bigenny

This is my love, hope, heritage.
All inheritance and worth.

All what I spent the currency of time on.
Always find peace in you.

My failure and defeats, flops and my falls.
The demand of my soul.

Cried, sobbed,Broken,Shattered.
But all couldn't heal

Win a less, Lose more huge
All lost away my dreams, love was hurt.

All came more a cage, liberty no more. 
Then too much, the loads more upon.

Labored so much, wounded for all cost. 
But saving the beast unlimited in me.

The Story of an overdrunk soul. 
Day and Night sipping the liquor of bitterness 

No story to inspire. 
Never a life to boast about

Limited to sorrows and source emotions. 
Though not giving up but too weak for more

Treated inhumane, threats over life. 
What a demon I want to see no more. 
Terrorist of my soul

No help, all source went dry. 
Resource becomes lost worths

But still never give up. 
To me seems the end, to you sounds good?

Then my voice was shut and mouth locked. 
More than a prison, lose words to describe. 

Like my ancestors slave story but personal. 
Bit by bit, hell was calling. 
Step by step, death's made whispering. 
Then I know, the end is coming

But it gives my peace. 
Then restores to me joy. 
More becomes ever heartbeat. 
True, gives me a louder voice. 
Calls my name, This is Hope. 

In all my struggles and pains. 
Then believes again, I'm not a loser.
Stands once more, I'm not a failure. 
Bring me up more than sweet past. 
Truly, life's once more better. 
I found purpose, 
Cos I birth poetry.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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