In this world of hatred and sin we search for peace and love with in. A shadow covers as a darkness creeps. Life is a game and we're playing for keeps. We walk this path alone at night, day after day in hope for light. When all seems lost and the end feels near, remember that life is a gift and have no fear. For one day the shadow will be gone. When we accept who we are good or bad and allow ourselves to live free not sad, the endless nights will turn into morning lights.
Great evocative imagery. Very
Great evocative imagery. Very nocturnal. :)
Yes hope is a virtue, indeed
Yes hope is a virtue, indeed allets. I love this write.
Hope is a virtue
When it is sincere.
You will know
Because hope isn't wishing for something
Or placing a penny in the till,
It isn't making a gamble,
Or forcing any "god's" will,
Hope's like a spark
That is lit in your soul
For the strength and courage you need,
To accept the weight of your goal,
That even in losing it,
You will come out loving and whole.
Thanks allets...you always touch gently, but deep.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Omy goodness...well take THAT
Omy goodness...well take THAT as a great compliment!! I though you were allets!! :-)
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Hopeful Light:
A bitter/sweet poem; when all is danger and darkness but hope, light and longing is just around the corner. Liked your poem it is littered with hope and love of life and an acceptance of death we all have to face some day.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57