Another one from my notepad.
Souls shot to hell
By the hands that were meant to care
She runs away, an empty shell
Away from that ones that care,
Straight into the pain of everyday
She wants what she wants
From the world and all its beauty
Yet she fears, she hesitates
Held back by ropes that should not exist
She needs fixing, let us fix her
Maybe we can put her back together
Pull out the knives
Bring her soul back to life
But, should we fail in saving this soul
We must refrain from losing control
We must protect and save our own souls
© Rahul Chidambaran 2011
Souls shot to hell
By the hands that were meant to care
She runs away, an empty shell
Away from that ones that care,
Straight into the pain of everyday
She wants what she wants
From the world and all its beauty
Yet she fears, she hesitates
Held back by ropes that should not exist
She needs fixing, let us fix her
Maybe we can put her back together
Pull out the knives
Bring her soul back to life
But, should we fail in saving this soul
We must refrain from losing control
We must protect and save our own souls
© Rahul Chidambaran 2011
Nice - very wise words. You should keep that notepad handy. There are gems in side.
ReplyDeleteVery wise words! I too have a heart for trying to cheer up / help those in pain... but it is tough to try to make sure your emotions don't get dragged down in the process.
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Poets United - Lovely to hear from you! I have written things in scattered pieces of paper. It is only a matter of time before they get posted!
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Epic words of wisdom. Great poem
ReplyDeleterocking words.
ReplyDeletewow.
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