HopeA Poem by Ebb and FlowWritten in a time of need. This is most importantly a poem of triumph over something that had me and someone pulled me through.The weakness flooding through my tainted veins; twisted turning these are my only pains. The chaos, the destruction this is the life I chose; screaming, running this is my strife, my pose. My right, my will I pass unto none; my honor my knowledge the past cannot be undone. I stumble, I fall opening my eyes; I fill with terror as my world falls to demise. The tears they form, they fall down my pale smooth face; I find suprise comfort in the arms of someones deep embrace. It envelops; it surrounds my thin frail frame; the darkness it surrounds all that is lame. I look to find hope in the deep embrace of one I truely love; he's kind, he's loving and sent from far above. I turn from the world and look into his eyes, they twinkle, they shine and all my sorrow flies. I turn back to a devastated world of crushed belief, fighting, and dying to bring relief. The light it floods, it shines upon the blackened land; I look up and see that outstretched hand. From black and white the world floods to light, the war, the battle may have been lost; but best of all I won the perilous fight.
© 2008 Ebb and FlowAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 6, 2008 Last Updated on August 8, 2008 AuthorEbb and FlowMilton Mills, NHAboutThe names Krystina Michelle Walters Poetry is one of my soul passions in life. Without its passion I wouldn't understand the beauty of the written word or that beauty of this world. "Words have.. more..Writing
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