Something That Awaits

Something That Awaits

A Poem by Aerielle Louise
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Everything has changed from the day You walked into my life.

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When there's nothing left for me
and there's nothing more that I could see
But dark silhouettes and shadows,
As the fading colors of the rainbows;
Teary-eyed, silently dying inside
Like hopelessness continue to abide

Is there still something that awaits?
Or my dreams will be put to waste?

My life was very happy before
And that is what I am very sure
I couldn't ask for anything better
Until a circumstance made me bitter.
Seems like happiness, faith elude
That I do not know what 'I should'

Is there still something that awaits?
Or my dreams will be put to waste?

Questions lingered in mind
This experience, to me, were never kind
I was caught in the mid of despair
As I feel like nobody cares
There's nothing more that I could do
And honestly, I am hopeless too

Is there still something that awaits?
Or my dreams will be put to waste?

But then You walked in to my life
From that day on I was revived
You pulled me from a world so dim
Changed everything and made it gleam
Today I found myself with deep joy in heart
And here, You played an important part

Is there still something that awaits?
Or my dreams will be put to waste?

Now I know the answers behind
All this time, to me, You're kind
There's something good that awaits me
And that's because You're here for me
My dreams will never be put to waste
That's what made me really amazed

Dreams will never be put to waste
Cause He said, "something great awaits".(Jeremiah 29:11)

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05-01-15*

© 2015 Aerielle Louise


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Aerielle Louise
Aerielle Louise

Calamba, Philippines



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I started writing poems when I was 15 years old. I just tried if I can. I don't know if I have the talent. I just enjoy writing poems. It really serves as a medium of expressing myself. I love ever.. more..

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