How dark it comes before light
When light embraces me and brightness covers this all
I saw hope leaving us
Feeble it shambled away
Now I feel it coming home
Like a refugee, new happiness with it
I saw faith dying
Suffering it fade from me
Now I feel it reborn
Taking its place like it was never too far away
Never too far away to reach
Maybe, just maybe
I made myself believe all this was true
positive, eh?
I may sound like a broken record but who cares... So: Brillaint Ending! :D
ReplyDeleteSomehow this one's positive and negative at the same time (wonder if you meant it that way...). I mean... Even though the end sorta turns the whole thing around... Doesn't the mere idea of hope give us it? No matter how imaginary? We all have fought for things that were lost causes right from the start but some of them have managed to become real... At least that's what I think.
Then again the end of the poem speaks with the voice of unstability, which is more real than the thought of hope in our little heads...
...and now I got philosophical again. Don't mind me, it's a good poem :P
I hope I understood you right :P what I tried to say with the last stanza was that "maybe I made myself believe all the bad things". confusing, I know :P And yeah, it´s positive and negative at the same time.. little bit sadness, I think.
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ReplyDeleteThumbs up :o
^^ thanx
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