Roaring of the Lion's Den

by Jennifer F. Labbett, Scorpio - Not entered

I starved in my soul
From summer time cold
And lost all faith 'til the 
Crowd died down, 
Smothered me to drown in this callous canyon
Yeah, I lost my way again
The lion's den roared in my head, too loud
Feeding myself the same warn out lines
A lifetime of lies
Has whittled away in my young tired mind
So silent, diamond silent
Crystal clear flakes of thought
Washed away, swallowed whole
Stolen slowly, as childhood breaks my bow
The cradle strikes softly, swings low
And I sit safe in my center
Of all this madness, 

Frustration still sinks me

Not able to capture the purity 
I so briefly acquainted myself with
Oh God, it was so perfect for a while
Unsoiled, pristine, too immaculate to stain
Like that ultra-vision night
When the rocket soared timeless
Out of sight
Leaving sparkles in my eyes that sting
And I quake, beauty soaked, crying too hard when
I starve in my own soul...

Reason for writing:

    This is currently one of my favourite pieces and I enjoy reading it, 
so I thought I would share it.  I think that most people will
be able to acquate their own meaning to it, it's universal.    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1999-01-28 15:38:46
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:51
Poem ID: 51645

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