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Encumbered by a load, that I chose to bear
It grew and covered me, like a coat of stressed-out silver hair
Complacently I beget, all my new regrets
Fraying and shredding, I liquified in fret

There/'/s been no playing of my strings, they/'/ve long been out of tune
And if I were to make an action, it/'/d be late yet far too soon
With every step I stumble, with every cure a new disease
And with every inspiration, another dream that soon decease

Yet, no matter what it is that ails me,
I again will carry on
No matter what its state,
My spirit burns on strong

By bringing sunny days,
I dried up all the rain
And with every smile,
I dissipate all the pain

So I was overcome, by a joyous might
What kind of weather would I bring, had I not shone sunlight?
After every fallen step, made by efforts simply trite,
I then walked and ran, and gradually made my self upright

No lackadaisical, feelings of ennui,
Because with every sin I make, rain and wind will chastise me
Now today I find myself, in a blissful state- serene,
After purging out the night, my soul/'/s been scrubbed clean [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 19 [informant] => xHeathenx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Cleanliness


Cleanliness
Date: Friday, 1st April 2016 @ 06:28:18 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: xHeathenx


Encumbered by a load, that I chose to bear
It grew and covered me, like a coat of stressed-out silver hair
Complacently I beget, all my new regrets
Fraying and shredding, I liquified in fret

There/'/s been no playing of my strings, they/'/ve long been out of tune
And if I were to make an action, it/'/d be late yet far too soon
With every step I stumble, with every cure a new disease
And with every inspiration, another dream that soon decease

Yet, no matter what it is that ails me,
I again will carry on
No matter what its state,
My spirit burns on strong

By bringing sunny days,
I dried up all the rain
And with every smile,
I dissipate all the pain

So I was overcome, by a joyous might
What kind of weather would I bring, had I not shone sunlight?
After every fallen step, made by efforts simply trite,
I then walked and ran, and gradually made my self upright

No lackadaisical, feelings of ennui,
Because with every sin I make, rain and wind will chastise me
Now today I find myself, in a blissful state- serene,
After purging out the night, my soul/'/s been scrubbed clean

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