The Scars SingA Poem by Kwiksie IfedioraHappy
endings which weren’t meant to be--- As
they were considered by the majority. Teardrops
trailing feeble steps Bottled
up memories never to have been kept. Setting
suns and crescent moons Never
enough light present to lift the gloom. Droopy
eyes, wearied from sights unpleasant, Overcrowded
heart with tragedies as tenants.
The heaviest
of sighs float in the wind.
Never
a test more difficult All
the more challenging for want of the syllabus. Harrowing
and tedious each task proved to be Taking
everything plus the desire to win. ‘Giving
up’ would have been easy But
why give the only chance at elevation With
all else already taken?
The most
silent ponderings echo in the mind.
Never
a moment’s rest from that feared And
all that is good tagged ‘wanted’. Rollercoaster
emotions on a ride never sought and then the Discarding
of all that was for dreams which came to naught. Until
the awakening of truth and refreshing that is peace Suddenly
the shards of emotion reassemble--- A
wholly renewed and glowing piece.
A present
for the future.
Now
the wounds are seen for what they are, As
suffering was the reason strength ceased to be stranger. The
joys, once held bound by events most unfortunate Now
have been freed, and the latter in a changed state. The
release of effervescent gladness finds the winds a choice place to frolic. For
though once tellers of woe and pain, These
engraved bruises of the darkest past Have
now duly been translated to music. © 2013 Kwiksie IfedioraAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorKwiksie IfedioraPort Harcourt, NigeriaAboutCarrying His yoke because it's lighter than my sin, shining His light because minus it, i'm all dim. So now, thanks to my rebirth, my race for heaven defines my walk on earth. :) LoveMyProfile... more..Writing
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