Souvenir

Hold on to hope

          Even if it’s thin as fog

          That dries up fast

          In the flaming rays of

          The rising sun

 

Hold on to truth

          Though the world shouts “Liar!”

          As they drag you through

          The streets to crucify

          And burn you by fire

 

Hold on to dreams

          Even if they never come true

          We’re all doomed to die

          But in this world of corpses

          Let beauty live inside you

 

Hold on to love

          Though it’s fleeting

          Flying, falling like a

          Songbird’s sweet, pure

          Joy that lacks meaning

 

Hold on to my heart

          Even if it’s bruised and broken

          Take it as a souvenir

          A token of hope, truth, dreams

          And of all that cannot be spoken

 

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

So, this is a month old
Are U slow to develop your work or R U losing interest
You R much 2 good a poet to stop writing
Not my business but I hope U will continue on

[Laz K.]

Dave,
Thank you for your encouraging words. The truth is that lately life has become somewhat overwhelming. But hopefully, soon I'll reach calmer waters and all the turbulent events of the present might provide me with some material to write about.
Thanks again!

[Robert Trakofler]

I followed John in reading this and am quite glad that I did what an awesome message and a well crafted expression we all need to hold on to these things indeed:) love the rhyme and flow to this

[John the Baptist]

This one would make a great meditation, especially for those down on their luck and ready to give up. It encourages us to hold onto the great positives of life, no matter how dark things seem. We all need such exhortation in these times.