700 feet above sea
Where even when my eyes closed I can see
Above all levels where I still can breathe
Far from quarells of the soil and be free
My light burst and make me wet
So many splits I even find it hard to reinvent
The seed planted in me grasp of all the happiness and enseal compliment
Now I can't relate cause a lot changed on my 18th summer,
It went arround but I see no karma,
As I chase new heights I thirst for freedom not comfort,
And a wish for I to never slumber before I set my eyes on heaven's gate,
There where there's mercy for the poor soul of mine,
Oh lord, Torned as it is but it's fine
Wet On My Deathbed
Mulaudzi Elvis
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/06/2020
Poet's note: In one of my saddest days I realised it takes a lot to be happy. Although there are a lot of things that one can do to be happy it is not that easy because people arround you can not fully understand the kind of person you are.
To the audience, I want them to understand that it takes a lot to know oneself and stand for something in the end.
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Poem topics: freedom, happiness, heaven, light, never, poor, sea, summer, soul, mercy, hard, comfort, chase, slumber, breathe, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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