For prompt 148 at the Magpie Tales, a repost.
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Though tears like a river course down like rain,
And your heart by cupid’s fiery barbs is rent.
Although your cracked voice breaks out in wails,
And hell with all its fury and fiends seem sent.
Be still, Stay strong, you’ll make it home.
Though fear like a cloak your mind enshrouds,
And rabid voices, your reasoning besiege.
Though Night descends, your dreams to hound,
And heart beats resonate to a symphony of rage.
Be still, Stay strong, you’ll make it home.
Tears will fall down, but they only last so long,
Fiery barbs in time, will lie as cold as ash.
Cracked voices soon will yield to flowing tongues,
And hell with all its fury will soon seem all too brash.
Your fears? They’ll fade away like the chimes of bells once rung,
The voices in your head will soon seem not so harsh.
The light will come, and night’s darkness leave unsung
With heart beats racing to a different dialogue,
You’ll finally see, you really made it home.
Reading your stuff gives me serious writer’s block. Amazing!!! My favourite stanza
Tears will fall down, but they only last so long,
Fiery barbs in time, will lie as cold as ash.
Cracked voices soon will yield to flowing tongues,
And hell with all its fury will soon seem all too brash.
Your fears? They’ll fade away like the chimes of bells once rung,
The voices in your head will soon seem not so harsh.
The light will come, and night’s darkness leave unsung
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i like this…the hope is something even I can feel. 🙂
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:).
We’ll wake up tomorrow, or many tomorrows after
And though the past hasn’t changed
We’ll be stronger for the future.
That’s what makes up human
We want to lift ourselves up
And try again.
Reason will call us stupid
Hope will nudge us on
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