A Yearn for FreedomA Poem by M.N. AthenaA poem about hope.What is Light when Dark conquers it? What is Peace when War comes again? Life 'tis not be a serene dream but a harsh yet meaningful reality But alas I know not life but words I know nothing but knowledge In my mind, I ask 'Why does sorrow come? Why do I hurt from pain? Why does happiness fade?' It hurts like a sharp thorn stabs It hurts like walking on broken glass It hurts like hanging on tight rope Still, thy sword shant kill my soul A naive warrior I am with no strength and glory but with wisdom and patience Will someone like I survive this hell? Thy tongue speaks of me with an angel's face but it says of only what thy eyes see I know the evil, I see the evil, I hear evil My good innocence has been lost But I will never sell my soul to the vicious Devil My soul is of no worth to him My soul is my own And I will free my soul someday from this dreamless Life of mine
© 2011 M.N. AthenaAuthor's Note
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Added on June 28, 2011 Last Updated on June 29, 2011 AuthorM.N. AthenaPhilippinesAboutBeing insane is not a sin but a choice. I am here for a reason. Literature has changed my life throughout my 3 years in high school. If you wish to know more about me, don't be afraid to ask.. more..Writing
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