Druken Jibbrish

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Druken Jibbrish

I watch from afar only to see light break darkness, when happinens finds sadness and lends a helping hand. Brought forth from sorrow, comes the life on one saved by all and loved by no one and yet there is still a smile on the forsaken face of a demon, as souls come to pass.  Yet I smile for I know that life in itself, is nothing more than a shadow, cast from a God that is consumed by his own misfortune of losing ones son. Hardship comes without grief, like love comes with no warning consuming all that stand in its path, and for what a chance at so called happiness. Life is nothing more then a shadow of death the ultimate change at ones, true adventure. Fear is the word that so many run from, looking for comfort in all the wrong places, only to end up reliving a life's past once seen by the very seed that made them who they are today. Welcome to my mind a place unseen by many, feared by some and embraced my all who have lost a light to themselves. I'm here and I'm gone like the single shade of light cast but a newly light candel, during a outage due to lack of better living based on a third world biased of are so called mankind. Thank you for my trip into the deepest part of an onseen mind, disturbed by poison and awake to the color of the world only to be protrade as dead to all that read. 

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Sydney commented on Druken Jibbrish

10-23-2010

wow, alot of shadows casted that you woved into this poem. youre not mental or retarded. and you dont need mental help. this shows youre healing. Sydney

SaintStoney commented on Druken Jibbrish

10-10-2010

I liked this one alot.. You write very descriptive, something that can be rare. Good job.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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