My Heart StillsA Poem by DeidreA poem on injustice.
My heart stills at the thought
of what the times have wrought upon my wretched soul and its once lofty goals. But now why heed such dreams when deeds are no more deemed? Now why heave up the hoe where there are no seeds to sow? That is why my heart wails at unrequited pains and the glories long lost at the whims of those above. © 2015 Deidre |
StatsAuthorDeidreAboutHi there and welcome to my profile! I am a nineteen year old medical student who is equally in love with the sciences and the arts. Talk about love triangles,eh? I am an avid fan of fantasy/sci-fi n.. more..Writing
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