Dark alleyA Poem by Anjeline
The flowers that bloomed once with joy shriveled down to ash
It was the morning when my stout world suddenly came down to crash The beautiful paths adorned by cherry blossoms all through the spring, Transformed into the dark alleys of a world that was unknown to zing Distraught and terrified as I wondered "why is it happening with just me ?" Wishing to become a silhouette in the eyes of others I wept leaning against a tree. A cold, crisp breeze blew past me sending down through my body a jolt Thereupon I stood ,with a thought that struck me like a thunderbolt When the zephyr can move forward why can't I forge ahead After all ' life is not a bed of Roses ' is rightly said. As I started walking through the dark alley my tears started to fade I looked up at the pitch black sky and saw a faint but golden shade Slowly and steadily as I continued to move my pace started to increase And all of a sudden I realized the torment I was feeling has somehow began to cease. Following the long,tiring walk at last I saw the light, A light so wonderfully bright that it was all worth the fight. © 2021 AnjelineAuthor's Note
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