Life...Seems Like It Is Limited – 7

Nafis Light



There is this wave coming down crashing over me
in a form of a darkness that I couldn’t see
and I all I do is pray
that Light is there beside me today.

 

In this form of state
when everything seems too late;
I just wish that I could make everything right;
Please tell me and help me fight!

 

I just need a whisper;
I just need a prayer;
Give me one;
Give me someone
A Person
An Anchor
A Man
Teacher
A Guide
An Advisor
An Angel
A Savior.

 

Listen To Me
Listen To My Heart;
My Plea
As I Show My Last Card.

 

- Joker Wood

  • Author: Nafis Light (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 15th, 2021 21:55
  • Category: Special occasion
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  • Trenz Pruca

    Joker is this a poem or a plea, I could not tell which? As a poem, it is a fine exposition of despair. Frightening in a way. As a plea, we must all listen to our hearts as you suggest.

    • Nafis Light

      It is both. Like a person who talks, but now making a plea...but he rhymes when he does it. So, both a poem and plea.



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