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62. Poem

In the dead silence of the night

I can hear the voice of my mind

It tells me, to be me

No matter how tiring things be

Staying happy in my cosy corner

Neither struggling nor surviving 

Simply living life, happily

 

We emerge from the ashes

Like a smokeless burning wood

Our problems of life emerges

Leaving us fighting petty battles

Exhausted and vanquished

The bitter truth still surpassing 

Hope is the weapon that does away

All the battling and Carrying 

Loads of hurtful past

Making a way to a brighter tomorrow 

 

I'm here 

Where no one's there

All around PIN drop silence 

Working it's way up

From my bones to my soul

Filling deep love and affection

Breaking free from useless ties

That are harmless but dangerous

Corrupts the heart and Fills it up with sorrows

That was a day gone by with efforts to seek

A newer day in a place I wanted to be

 

Few more breaths left for me

I've dreams to live and weave

Packing up all my desires and wishes

Taking them along with me

Into a newer realm of peace

Where for the rest of my life

I wish to live and die

Never returning to this

Where I almost lost myself

Thanking God And my love

For keeping my soul fresh and safe

Stainless and spotless

From the darkness of Where I was

Now silence Fills up this place

And I'm moving ahead of time

Discovering a divine way

That helps me live and thrive

For the rest of my beautiful life

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Nigel Astell

Sat 13th Nov 2021 00:07

Dream the dream
hope can guide
God will love
darkness leave behind.

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