In the darkest hours,
She held the light.
Against the tides
To win through the fight.
Her withered hands,
And her broken wings,
Fallen from beliefs
And a word that still stings.
And so she walks alone…
Don’t lose hope.
Through the skies of change,
Dreams still come by.
Like thoughts at sunset
Your hopes still fly high.
For tomorrow comes,
To relieve the pain,
Let this day be last,
That she walks alone.
The fallen wings
And the shattered hopes
In the beaten path,
There she still lies wounded.
In the madness dwells,
The emotions lore.
The pain of love,
She can’t take no more.
And so she walks alone…
Don’t lose hope.
Through the skies of change,
Dreams still come by.
Like thoughts at sunset
Your hopes still fly high.
Still she walks alone…
Don’t lose hope.
Feign Life
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11 comments:
Very powerful lines here! Wonderful composition!
Reminds of the line "It is during the darkest hours that one must have utmost faith."
Do keep @ it, more often!
It takes a good writer, to relate things from real world and write about it without inducing fallacies.. And to write something that everyone can relate to gives hope to even the fallen lot..
Keep writing… :)
@Rakesh
Will try to :) and thanks :)
@Hams
I sure hope It does. And hey, thanks for comment and the encouragement :) keep visiting :)
Many may not get this,
But I totally Agree with you.
Its like having light during the tunnel.
:D
My first visit to your blog... Every line in this poem struck me hard. Empathetic and inspiring.
- Iniyaal
http://iniyaazh-poems.blogspot.com
cool cool! finally did get inspired by MY poetry eh? :P ofkoss you ought to try harder to reach THAT level :D
on a serious note: very good!
and hey! did you check your RSS Feed settings?
a truly realistic poem... you've got an amazing talent..keep it up.
I had to read it more than many times to finally comment on this one...
Feign of life is simply the truth that everyone agrees with.. but its not that easy to follow it.. :)
Mr. Talented.. Keep up the good writing! :)
@Sandhya
Thanks
@Chiju
Mr. Talented commenter! ;) super da :) Thanks man :D
ah huh! loooong time indeed! how have you been?
about the post: do i qualify?? :)
@Swati,
i'm doing fine :)
well, about the post, everybody qualifies from their own perspective :D
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