Sacred Utterance Of A Fool
Sacred Utterances Of A Fool
Written by Wilfred C. Mellers Tuesday, August 12,2008
Sitting here feeling down wishing myself out of existence
Thinking nonsense heavily weighs on my mind
Heading nowhere like my life in the fast lane
In the head I suppose I am not a well person
From the bosom feeling hearts ripped
Lacking in purpose an empty shell I now am
Lost in sorrow misery dwells
Absolute zero goes on at times I fancy not well
To you I have written down sad but true my lexicon
With miniature populace I exist in a diminutive world
Maybe if I just slumber, yes for a breather I take
Restlessly it all vanishes in forty winks perhaps
Once it's all gone bye the feelings remembered
I shall then put to pen and inscribe it again
Sadness turns to madness I think too much
The Sun now sets on reality worshiped by a quirk of fate
I have lost you my dear, like so many before
To wonder this perilous land only I am doomed
Bringing forth twilight of my true contentment sought never ponder I
Happiest lying in your arms that brought forth warmness I quest
Redemption I found comforted by what I considered your love
Lost and waiting deliverance sought in my grief
Passive persuasion idiom used unsuccessfully
Carved away truth in ones own perspective
Invisible I stand to the masses passing bye
Reaching out to touch liquid beings through fingertips
Porous my hands that can never hold another
Etherized I lay on gurney not kind
Stride in my shoes and sing the blues
Travel the path I have taken
Sour to highs never taken
A flightless bird with no wings sings
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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