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[aid] => mick
[title] => Deluge
[time] => 2005-07-02 03:08:24
[hometext] => Wrote this as I'm seeing who I used to be, the things I used to have, and how I desire to return to the joy and peace I felt. I could classify this poem as sad, life, religious, many things. This time, it does have a happy ending.
[bodytext] => I can see her, as through misted fog. Each droplet of decision clinging to what was and dampening what is. The smile raised innocently to heaven, imploring the God she adores to shower her endlessly with peace. But the droplets of decision drape so drearily upon her darkened lips to drag her further into dream. Questions imploring the starless sky cascade through heavy vassels of the present pain. Lord, when will this deluge of decision be lifted from rainbow's light? Lord, when will the mire of sin be washed from this suffocating soul? The mist is the mirror of all she has become. Each droplet is a tear fallen from a hurting lovers eye. Her cries quieted by moisture's blanket, she sees the pain she's caused reflected in every mirror. Longing to seek deep inside the life that once was, longing to revert to what was loved to save those who stand solid within reach, still loving. Lord, when will this deluge of decision be lifted from rainbow's light? Lord, when will the mire of sin be washed from this suffocating soul? Splash as she collapsed in puddles of emptiness, seeking the ear of those wronged to beg absolution. New drops caress her downturned cheeks, warm tears of a broken soul's repentance. Reflection of weakened failure fills her hollow eyes as she cries to heavens hidden in the deluge. Honesty flows through cracked lips, pleading, offering all to one unseen. Lord, I walked away and I've fallen here, abandoned on every side I seek someone to save me. Empty and alone, I cannot carry on. Lord, let this deluge of decision wash away the sin suffocating me. Lord hold me in your arms and save me, My Rock and my Refuge, my Fortress of Strength, the Healer and all Hope. Earth shatters as life familiar is wrenched away. Tossed asunder is the threatening past the devil used to taunt. Drop by drop, mud is washed away, as sin passes into past. Kneeling cleansed from rebellious decisions, life is surrendered here today, and Freedom reigns. Freedom reigns. ~Waos, I believe in second chances, for everyone. Even for me.~ [comments] => 4 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 21 [informant] => waos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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