No longer me

0 Comments

Tags:
  • Religion

    Poem Commentary

    A reflection on the man I used to be, and the reason I recognize in others and try not to judge to harshly. My faith is a gift, undeserved, unearned. Let my life, my words always say {Thank you}

    No longer me

       Oh how wretched the man without God.
    Gazing upon an empty heaven from an empty heart.
             How sad.
                    How mad.
                         How alone. 

    Poem Comments

    (0)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    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

    ROBERTWILL2’s Poems (3)

    Title Comments Submitted
    Title Comments Submitted
    No longer me 0 12/10/2011
    The Drum 0 12/10/2011
    The Promise 2 12/09/2011

    ROBERTWILL2’s Friends (1)

    Top of Page