lisa zarcone
Author of The Unspoken Truth

POETRY

Please enjoy my poetry

 

Every week I will add in new poems, so keep coming back for more!

 
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Poetry

is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words

THE DARK PLACE

The realm of hell this deep dark place inside my Soul…

Hurt buried so deep, were I eternally weep….

Thoughts role through my mind, tales as old as Time…

Oh this place, there is no sleep, just constant Emotional heap…

Rolling hills, a natural disaster, where there is No happily ever after…

Words twisted horrendous pain, mind warped Full of shame…

How did I get here, broken emotionally, full Of fear..

Fighting so hard to keep it tight, battling against The evil strife…

My personal hell inside my mind, this dark place No sunshine…

Alone I weep stability creeks, a flood of tears Pure heartbreak, too many years!

Racing moving at the speed of Light, this emotional train wreck, the story of my Life!

Moving so quick, no slowing down, not even Time to look around…

Full speed ahead are the words I hear, this hypnotic

Conductor whispering in my ear -  NO STOPPING

From here on out, no time to scream and

Shout…

How am I to keep up the pace, out of control no Personal space.

Someone pull the emergency brake please, bring me To a halt down on my knees.   Praying for a time to slow

Down, finally get a chance to touch ground. 

Getting in control of my life, this personal goal.

Winning the good fight learning to let go…

                               Shipwreck of Time

Time in a bottle for us to keep for eternity… Sailing on through life fighting off the heaviness of the night, seeking Light…

What is wrong or right how do we handle the gloom of the past, life racing so fast was it truly Everlast? In the depths of dark waters buried so deep the shipwreck of sorrow weeps…

Cold and lonely this inner bilge desolate rooms water filled. Creaking and cracking on the ocean floor… waves of emotion keep you from shore. In the depths of hell with concrete feet the heaviness so strong total defeat!

Crawling and creeping your way, trying to make it through each passing day…

Internal strength will give you the might --  as long as your crawling defeating the night…

Up the stairs to the bow is your place to be, but how do you get there hoping to be free…

You twist – You pull – with all that you got -- hearing those smoke stacks bellow and pop…  

Guided by the sounds of true fight -- your intuitive guidance calling the rights!

Making your way to the front of the bow, your victory spot – smooth sailing now.

Always move forward are the words that we hear, our spiritual soul is always near.

No more bleak and dismal emptiness for you – A life warrior true and true…

Oceans so blue and shining so bright you have made it out of the darkness Forever Light…

 
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Forever

is composed of nows.

 

Poetry is a window into our soul


 

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THE UNSPOKEN TRUTH…..

THE UNSPOKEN TRUTH…..