In winters dark night
No touch of the sun comes near,
Yet still I believe.
As cold becomes pain,
The night seeps into my soul;
I hunger for light.
Time drags in this place:
Hope for dawn seems a folly,
Summer but a dream.
My heart yearns for peace.
My frozen body craves warmth.
My soul fears this night.
Yet still I believe,
Even when its face is hid -
The sun still exists.
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Written June 24th, 2005
A contest entry
- Deity (Contest) by Andu.
300 points, ended June 28, 2005, 9 entries
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This is beautiful!!! i liked how u used metaphor and how u showed hope!!
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Michelle -
There is passion in this poem, and a strong will to stand tall. I like the metaphors of nature you've used, they were wonderfully effective, and certainly enhanced the reader's experience while reading this. Awesome write, thanks for entering this in my contest
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