In the depths of night,
He shone like a light.
Blood dripping through eye,
But no one saw him sigh.
With curled up lips,
Crooked smile with all the pain he sips.
Dawn shining through his brown eyes,
He doesn’t pity, other’s petty lies.
Gracing his path without a flinch,
Waiting for his wounds to stitch.
Life goes on, so will he, he chants,
I will make it somehow, he rants.
- Author: Meera Mere (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 5th, 2024 10:13
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 16
- Users favorite of this poem: Introverted Sage
Comments5
Your poems are just too good. Just kuddos to u.
Thanks Anay💫
Such a great poem!!There is always a light even in the darkest days!
Thank you so much Neilton😊 Indeed there is always a way put there.
You are welcome!!
Resilience...
Thank u Alan R😊
Nicely done yet again meera
Keep em coming
You are honing your craft superbly well
Thank you so much peto😊
A positive attitude in the face of adversity.
That takes strength Meera. Don’t give up even when the future looks bleak. I enjoyed your poem.
Sure giving up is never an option. Thank you so much for reading the poem and your kind words😊
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