Survival of the BravestA Poem by Livenrite
Life and its most appreciated calm
Like the lake that glistens Floating along and enjoying Giving direction with hand's palm Rocks begin to obstruct the path Playing catch with the body Struggling to take control To evade the rushing river's wrath There is no room left to think The water is moving faster Survival's all that matters now Trying not to give up and sink Head above the water is shown To enable one glance ahead Sight of the water just ends How to prepare for the unknown? Plunged into the great waterfall The bottom is nowhere near But the force is getting stronger And drowns the desperate crying call In the fall's cycle. round and round Seems as though no way out Cranking up survival's fight To ultimately beat the water's pound Though twisted, broken and swirled The brave survivor was part of The great waterfalls heavy impact That gives maximum power to the world
© 2010 Livenrite |
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2 Reviews Added on May 13, 2010 Last Updated on May 14, 2010 AuthorLivenriteBrooklyn, NYAboutI am Lieba B.W. and this site is my sanctuary:) Love being a part of this writing community and I hope you enjoy my work:) Cheers! more..Writing
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