For times of troubles, over those seldom blues,
when weakness is within you, the strength of the waves, crashing through,
lonely, oh so sadly, the sky feels with out the moon,
how deeply do you feel, when the garden sheds it bloom.
Over this life I will follow, I don’t agree! but I will be every where you blow,
I can give you all I have inside, love and wisdom to help you grow,
power all mighty to see you through, when night arrives,
there is hope and happiness with in the shadows, if you believe it’s alive.
If I had just one single wish, a shimmer of sunshine over a grey cloud of mist,
I’d wish you had self-belief, this is the strength that Mother Nature has, given me,
she knows her capabilities, poor unfortunates, short lived just like flies,
they’re wishes die, just a gathering of peace, I’d pledge this seldom gift,
But they take it in one hand, misused, disposed,
for why they do it, we may never know, just a memory a glow,
the person unrecognisable, as chemicals flow,
through out the blood and brain, and drives them completely insane.
A contest entry
- A little spark of hope in a cloud of dispair by alone4ever.
700 points, ended December 4, 61 entries
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I like this peom it has a mix of dispair and yet hope to live on despite the tradegies that life throws at you... It has a religious ring to it and oddly enough I really like that...In a few parts it flows a little akwardly but other than that it's great...
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yes i agree in places it does flow a bit akwardly, but at the time it was written it was a very hard place to be.
it was not meant as a religous poem but i suppose it does kinda give that view.
but i can not review or rewrite as it was a dedication to some i knew and was read at the funeral and is whats on the head stone. so any changes will not be made.
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