Making the world a tiny
bit brighter sidelined her
significance in these
broken years.
She longed to cease helplessness
with words that crumbled to dust,
before it even fell on their ears.
No one would listen;
they'd rather sing her
a melancholy lullaby,
hinting for her to give up.
Maybe the world was beyond hope,
but she never backed down. Not
even as the pain tore through
her belief of redemption.
She unknowingly let the world
leave her bruised and broken,
stranded on dark pavements,
glowing in the dark for
everyone to witness
how faith was very
much, still alive.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt...Let your muse fly... by islekine.
700 points, ended July 8, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i love how your poems always have a meaning. this one was amazing. you weave a story, and there is so much beauty in every line. i love the ending lines and your last stanza reminded me of a funnel, filtering everything into that single faith. beautiful!!
PS:
dude, this was written in JUNE. write something new already!!!
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Love your take!
Love the ending...
Best wishes in the contest and always!
Thanks for entering!
and
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Wow...an amazing write !!!!
Superb in wording and content.
Filled with imagery and emotion.
Loved this from beginning to end.
Excellent
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thank you (:
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