Thursday, March 25, 2010

The point of no return…

Sins have outshined deeds of good
And memories serve up the unpleasant,
Scars of dried, purpled bruises
And then exacerbated to deep wounds
Elastic is time; back it swayeth,
And today resiles to a strained yesterday,
Everything sad and unsavory slough into light,
Waters will run dry and close,
Patience is drained to the height of exhaustion,
Forbearance has lost the will to wait.
When truth is not enough
And tears cannot wipe clean the slate of wrongs,
Importune arouses all but sympathy
And when not to forgive is the most divine,
The road is long with path of thorns,
Your cry loud, thunders and storms,
But thereon, it is the point of no return.

5 comments:

  1. i love love love. esp "When truth is not enough
    And tears cannot wipe clean the slate of wrongs..."

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  2. i have this feeling that i have lived this poem before...

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  3. These are good poems, I like them.

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  4. Thanx all 4 d encouragement.... highly appreciated.

    @ rayo,
    at some point in our lives, i think we all have!

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