Hope...
I can feel something inside of me
Quenching a thirsty spirit
Expanding in my stomach
My soul was tired,
Now it is filled by a surge of love
For the nature of all things
We are evil, good, sick, well, dead, dying
I am enveloped by my mind's struggle
To find something that loves me
Hope…
My body is being shed
My heart growing,
My soul breathing
I am becoming some faint voice
A thought that fades in your dreams
You'll never remember me,
I am simply the footprint in wet snow
Under the shining sun
And I smile...
Author notes
We'll have the chance to start over again.
"Believing in Freedom is just like believeing in forever...You have to make it happen."
A contest entry
- For My Much Loved Friend by Clinging-to-Life.
450 points, ended April 10, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Thank you so much for taking the time to enter this contest im sure my friend will greatley appreciate it! ...I noticed you did not enter what i asked for in your author notes..please do so. Other than that i loved the poem great write. Very metaphorical and spiritual. *applaud*
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I added the quote you requested.
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