My oblivion melts into
A rare harmony with you
When I look at your face
I decide I should live again
Momentarily so, every suffering
Becomes worth questioning
Beacon of infinite hope, light
You have always been a reason
My life had no choice but to be bright
Or at least, not to give up the fight
I love you much, as such
You remind me of my significance
Which is not a relevant song
But a necessary contingence
One I never thought of
As if someone knew, I'd need a hand
To continue this tedious dance.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: March birthdays and deepening bonds...I am grateful for my friends, a little more than usual today...
- Category: Friendship
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Comments8
Beautiful write!
Thanks for reading 😊
I sense that monotony and gratitude in roughly equal measures inspired this compelling post .. well that and a few friends and maybe a birthday cake ..
Neville
You guessed it all right ...😊 I am tired of my monotonous mistakes ...
When life isn’t going to plan, having good friends around you can make a huge difference. Enjoyed the read Alan. Have a good weekend.
Indeed it does, I am so grateful for some amazing people around me....have a great weekend!
I can confess ..A brilliant style !
😊 thanks for your kind words
Very much enjoyed your poem!
Thanks a lot I am glad you like it 😊
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