Fractured Reality
Twisted conclusion
Chosen yet not
This obvious delusion
My promised selection
Razed by transpiration
Befall my core
Select my ruin
Jar my motivation
Decree and shatter
Or remember no more
Uplift and assure me
I'm here on the floor
Waiting, I'm waiting
Not anticipating
But hoping this pronouncement
Heals all that was breaking
My heart, my centre
Do not keep mum
My breath hangs in waiting
Until You come
JE LEEST
Disillusioned: Poetry Collection
PuisiA smattering of my poetry, old and new. Be warned, they're dark, raw, real, emotional, spiritual, biased, prejudiced, horrid, and most of all disillusioned. Enter if you dare. Copyright © 2014 by Joy Cronjé All rights reserved. No part of this book...
