You are my one true lodestar.

My beacon in the dark.

Igniting me, fuelling me, freeing me;

Providing me with that “spark”.


You’re broken, bereft and spent;

Yet never defeated, never “done”.

Your ghosts they seek to haunt you,

But from them you refuse to run.


If I was just one tenth of you,

Immeasurable power I would yield.

Your strength, tenacity, your fortitude;

Provides me with a bield.



  • Author: joe-da (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 1st, 2024 10:45
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 3
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors

To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.