by Jeph Johnson
We're continuously searching,
Digging deep in times of stress
Immortal due to death of virtue
Made alive with other's happiness.
But hope runs dry with each transgression
Wetness overflows our well
Its relevance can transpose Heaven
Or ignite the flickering flames of Hell.
Saving virtue demands patience
Though lust never takes its time
No one's born again in stages
Black cat's lives will number nine.
I still wonder, if indicted
Would salvation post the bail?
Souls are imprisoned when divided
Freedom rings to no avail.
Souls were not designed for mating
You see they cannot reproduce
He who covets hesitating,
Just as they say, is bound to lose.
hello
I am new here on site and can't figure out how to click on people's poems, but I saw yours on most recent reads, and I am glad, found it to be both intelligent and wise, such rare gifts proffered to us by one who knits us safe in our mother's womb, thank you for sharing, V
I have not yet been able to read all your poems; in fact, I have just started, browsing randomly through your collection. However, this is the most brilliant poem I have read among them . . . in fact, it is one of the most brilliant poems I have ever read . . . anytime . . . anywhere.
Starward
thats was really refreshing to read.
Thats a poem that actually makes you think.
i really liked it. keep up the good work.
Now i'm sounding like a teacher.
such depth in your writings.... I enjoyed reading your words.... makes me think....