When the sun does not shine,
When dark clouds descend,
I will search for the light,
I will strive 'til the end,
I will never give up,
I will push towards the light,
I will hold myself true,
I will break trough the night,
When I'm drowning in tears,
When the pain tries to win,
I will open the windows,
And let the light in,
I will pull back the shutters,
I will let lose my shame,
I won't be a pawn,
I will play my own game,
When winter has come,
And I'm chilled to the bone,
When I sink in the ocean,
like a lifeless old stone,
I will be my own anchor,
I will raise my own sail,
I will pull myself up,
And blaze my own trail,
When I'm lost in the forest,
And the night steels the day,
I will call to the moon,
By it's light,
Find a way,
Even through darkness ,
We can all find a light,
And pierce through the rain clouds,
And chase back the night,
For the frail can be vital,
And the weak can be strong,
So never give up 'til the gray clouds are gone.
~ AB
6 comments:
Cool! Good going..
Hey let me ask this,
CaN I publish your poem in my school magazine under your name? It sounded like a pretty good poem which people would love to read and appreciate.
And thanks for the link..:)
That is beautiful Ab. I've missed your poetry. I relate to this one because it feels like what I've felt many times in my life.
Sure Mohan,
I am here to share, so if you think that others will like it, feel free to publish it in your magazine.
The link was no problemo! :) AB
Shari,
Hi my friend. Miss you a lot. Tried to IM you last night. I guess it was your son, not you. Hope I didn't scare him.It feels nice to know others can relate to my poems. Hope to talk to you soon. :) AB
Yes, Dylan told me you were on there :)--he wasn't scared. We will talk soon :)
hey lol my word verification is
"jjjazz"
are you listening to JAZZ music? ;)
reading ur poem i got reminded of a friend of mine who,owing to unfulfilled desires of heart,has broken down and is crying tears of blood.how ironical that we all forget these very simple truths of life-we forget our very essense of living,we lose faith in our indomitable spirit when the crisis comes(it applies to everybody and everyone)thanks a lot for the poem coz,to be frank,i was going thru a low now,n it has really propped up my spirits:)
:) Raptor,
Sorry to hear than you have been going through some ruff patches. Life has a way of throughing us curve balls, from time to time. I have certainly had my share of them lately. Glad the poem helped you, as putting it to paper, helped me. Your critic deffinately means a lot to me, as I realy enjoy your work as well, and highly repect your apionion. Smiling! Hope you are as well. :) AB
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