The journey through the darkness
was fraught with distant memories
of bitter loneliness.
For the loss of a child
tears the heart apart,
as the connection to life is lost.
Death comes swiftly, silently
and the world is empty.
Each new sunrise
becomes desolation's cloak,
as the light becomes life's label
of a beacon that no longer
lingers in this time or space.
There is an urge
that can't be denied,
as the pull of a yearning spirit
calls
and is answered.
Then indescribable joy
that descends
when two souls meet,
fills a void,
never to be severed.
Author notes
Picture Credit - Credit: http://floriandra.deviantart.com/art/walk-in-the-light-41555589
In a list
A contest entry
- PhantomsAngel87's Ten-10-X Pictures Contest by Manda Kathryn.
400 points, ended December 26, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Excellent
Such a gifted write. So very well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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"Each new sunrise
becomes desolation's cloak,
as the light becomes life's label
of a beacon that no longer
lingers in this time or space."
This is one deep verse my friend.
So well said,
You pen brilliance once again
All the best to you in the contest
Ken
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