Hour of Misery

September 12, 2011
By Philosopherpoet DIAMOND, Happy Valley, Oregon
Philosopherpoet DIAMOND, Happy Valley, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind". -Mohandas K. Gandhi


I regret the year of our meeting,
Was the year of my shame.
My glory was fleeting,
Then consumed in flame.

I wish you knew me,
In both glory and fall,
So that you may see,
My least and my all.

Maybe you would understand,
Some bitterness that I hold,
Would that you took my hand,
And let me unfold.

Perhaps I could know,
Your glory and your fall,
Perchance we might go,
Through it all.

I realise this may seem foolish,
Uncalled for, or odd,
But some memories are ghoulish,
And are as lightning to rod.

Now, my value to others seems low,
And I die inside to know,
No person could ever dare,
For me with that truest of care.


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