- Category: Community Poetry
- Written by Zany Lynn
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Camped out lot
Here I go
Dry as hell
Nothing more
Yet to tell?
Maybe not.
Sure to go
More to know
Pixies
Pin us
Just believe;
Ingrained hope
Lost!
No scope.
I just need to see it go
My soul in hunger
Thirsty for His hand
To hold,
Onto something
Mighty; being
Like I dream
Mine is minor
Some may say
But each blunder
A price to pay...
Feel so lonely
Cold and dark
I wonder if Daddy
Can save me
with His spark
Hope I won't miss
His boat that hails
All who come by
On heaven's shores
Dry as hell
Nothing more
Yet to tell?
Maybe not.
Sure to go
More to know
Pixies
Pin us
Just believe;
Ingrained hope
Lost!
No scope.
I just need to see it go
My soul in hunger
Thirsty for His hand
To hold,
Onto something
Mighty; being
Like I dream
Mine is minor
Some may say
But each blunder
A price to pay...
Feel so lonely
Cold and dark
I wonder if Daddy
Can save me
with His spark
Hope I won't miss
His boat that hails
All who come by
On heaven's shores