Love And Everything Beneath It

[Tranquil Beast]

This is a poem I wrote a couple months ago called "Love and Everything Beneath It".... hope you enjoy....

Tears rush down my pale face,
developing streaks of wetness behind their path.
These rivers only essential in the pits of Hell,
are caused by the ignorance of less-knowledgeable ‘humans’ around me.

These ships of grief are allowed to set sail,
their captains being the name-calling, the ignorance,
and their leader and keeper of Hell’s keys: Lucifer.

Do I need to love when I am tortured day after day?
Beaten by the whip that is life?
Pushed off the cliff by the former friend I call hope?
Witnessing the inactivity of people my foolish mind thought were friends?
The same people who stood there like hummingbirds when I aided to them,
but who then stood like scare-crows in times I needed them most?

At these last moments as I’m standing with a bruised back,
descending down to a certain death in thousands of feet in the air,
searching my friends’ faces for a glimpse of some kind of movement of positivity,
I see and feel nothing but the will to live,
I bear the fact that it is my duty as a living person,
to ascend past the depths of Hell and crawl to,
my one chance that is perseverance

I stick my well-calloused fingers through the earthy ground and reach my destination.
The clean air and living organisms within perseverance,
indulge themselves within me.
They cause me to wish for the next day to be just a little better,
They push my arm out and enable me to grab a rock for support,
and they lead me to new times, and with it, new people.

I put the past behind me,
though it leaves an imprint upon the back of my mind.
I walk and I walk,
passing love and passing hate,
cherishing the positivity,
and burying the others.
Why do I need to keep the hate,
When Life’s goal is to cherish the love?

[Dogstar]

Wow, nice images there, Tranquil Beast, and that glimmer of hope. Very nice. Love the line about being pushed off the cliff by the former friend hope. Thanks for sharing!

[Siana]

it's nice

[creedsister]

Why?...hate....the lord god said anything that hurts you hurts me to....and if the spirt of the almighty god dwells with in us....he only despies...that which we despise...and can not endure....yep.....Nice poem

[Tranquil Beast]

[creedsister]

good nite moody..b

[Torn Signs]

Wow, reflects a lot from a life i've known well. Good job at showing us the truth, thanks!

[JulieCitySlicker]

Thatv was extremely good