Lost Without A Soul

Couldn’t find the track

Lost wandering in the night

Couldn’t see the signs

Nearly lost the fight

 

Kick you when you’re down

Throw you in the dirt

Mock you when you’re up

Stone you till it hurts

 

Running through the jungle

Living in the hell

When it’s time to kill

Disregard the smell

 

Now the path is clear

Sunlight clouds your eyes

Purpose follows reason

Death becomes disguise

 

Fear the only courage

Pain the mental spur

Drives you to insanity

Sight begins to blur

 

Close the door forever

Pushed into the hole

A ghost for all eternity

Lost without a soul.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Lost Wisthout A Soul'
Paul Bell,
Judging from the title this does make sense. Navigating the pathways of life is something we must learn to do. It is all about choices as we make mistakes as well as good decisions. It is an ongoing stream of learning and finding out new ways to live in every situation. Thanks for writing this. Learning is foreveer and the words you shared give a little kindness to those including ourselves going through the 'frey.'
Blessings,
Kathy

[Paul Bell]

We're sure in weird times, who could have envisaged this 3 months ago. Hopefully in the next couple of weeks some normality will come back. Hope things are going well for you and your family, Kathy.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thanks Paul,
I appreciate your kindness...it always goes a long way. Somehow my husband and I are doing really good. We are blessed when not many of the fragile have. Thanks again. Life sure is a process. That's for sure.
Kathy

[Valentine]

I went through your work and could not find a new one so here I am on one of your best. Valentine

[Paul Bell]

The searcher. lol

[andrew mitchell]

epic stuff paul, have we not been there at one time or another!

[Paul Bell]

Probably the reason we drink.

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and powerful thoughts Paul.
"Close the door forever
Pushed into the hole
A ghost for all eternity
Lost without a soul."
I liked and I understood the above lines. Lately I have been putting deep thoughts in the purpose of life. This poem made wish to read and know more. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Paul Bell]

It always crops up from time to time. You seem to go to more and more funerals. And you sort of wonder what's it all about. In saying that, i go for a long run, and feel better. Or write a poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Release thoughts and sadness to paper. Is needed.

[barleygirl]

Your short staccato lines add to the drumbeat of hopelessness being painted by your bleak observations. My favorite lines: "fear the only courage . . . pain the mental spur" . . . so true but rarely acknowledged . . . bad times are often the impetus for actions both good & bad! *heh! heh! heh!*

[Paul Bell]

Always remember the bad times.

[aLittlePain]

Very lyrical PB I like your word choices a lot. Solid piece. R xo

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Rach.

[Valentine]

This really hits hard for all of us. You have really expressed this so well the writing is great, the subject one I would want to pray about. Valentine

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Kathie.

[Marina]

My mind was reading this as a black metal song with these stunning lyrics getting lost in the growls.
Hope you don't take this as an insult.
(awesome poem)

[Paul Bell]

Not at all, we'll share the royalties. lol

[Lorry]

Sadly, I recognise a lot of me in your words here Paul. Sometimes the world is just too big and too cruel to think anything other than it is all a big game and someone is laughing at our expense. It's about those slivers of light and hope that get through the darkness that count, few though they may be.

[Paul Bell]

So true, we live in hope.