No sin
When mind has blunted
and
thoughts run wild
behold the sky
look outside
and
see who stands besides
the heaven the earth and sky
to hold you
for a while
You will find no one
most of the time
then hold it
I will come
said the voice
who is it
we ask silently
it conveys 'tis
HIS
hold your breath
there is no one near by
then upon a piano keys
do tap sing a song
or else
the key board comes to help
tap, to loosen your mind
fill it with words
the keys will be silently heard
There lies still hope
and
love not from above
but within
you are the kith and kin
of your sole skin
now in self let faith be in
and
to know yourself
now begin
that alone is no sin
If at all there is a sin....
Comments
This,
truly strikes Sir, relays the deep
seek so easily related to. Even for
me, and I don't believe in sin or god,
but I do believe in poetry and the need
to understand we all share.
thanks.
my dearest moon man
very grateful thanks
you are the Sir ,
NOT I
how can a student
a sir of master ever be
kindly tell me
I none the less
BOW
to thee
Loved
A long write for you did you tape a few pages together, Smiles..
Will try to sort things out next year,
Take care see you soon,
Yours Ian..
Merry Xmas belated... as you were sleeping in your cave
Happy New Year
since you are now awake .
Read moons man's
comments Ian
first
ere
you make a mish-take
Loved
I read all the comments, and Moonmans was good for you, if only you would have listened to us a long time ago young one then we would have had many more great writes from you.
You will have to excuse me for not writing so much as Anne is not good , had an op for cancer a month or so ago in the roof of her mouth, they captured it all but it has left a hole there, talking and eating are hard to do and it has affected her hearing, so we are struggling a lot with writing and being happy with general things.
I am OK but get a little tired sometimes but it is life, I hope you and yours are well, I am still here twice a day but my interest is shallow at the moment.
Take care young Bard will talk again tomorrow,
Yours as always Ian..
PS:- I look for your comments on some of my words???
may ANN be blessed.. her mouth will fill up... gadually
in hope
is where gods dwell
we must not keep it a secret
the power that be
sees
god is a imagery
a pillar to hold
when none is as solid
to behold
I composed poetry since eons
I dwell in smaller mercies
humour mostly as life without it
is crap really
we all come to face the music
some last long enough
some brave it
many like me who are deaf
can only smile
at those who fail to convince me
life is one long struggle mainly
we all face it hopefully
individually
that's alone our lot
each one is dealt with a minuscule difference
so be it!
as amended by smaller bard
Sin no sin second
In hope
is where gods dwell
we must not keep it a secret
the power that be
sees
God is an imagery,
a pillar to hold
when none is as solid
to behold
I composed poetry since eons
I dwell in smaller mercies
Humour mostly as life without it
is crap really
we all come to face the music
some last long enough
some brave it
many like me, who are, deaf
can only smile
at those who fail to convince me
Life is one long struggle mainly
we all face it hopefully
individually
that's alone our lot
each one is dealt with a minuscule difference
So be it!
Loved
You should stream these writes they are what we have been waiting for , that moment when you realise the words we need to hear are at the tip of your pen all the time, Yours Ian..
STREAMED
It was pasted here
as a stop gap
owing to posting restrictions
Ian