Can't mend a broken glass
Cloth of conscience, red blends invade
Over shards of memories unable to pass
Wine's stain of spilled dreams will not fade
Last supper, a challis of wine
Kiss of forgiveness
Self pardon not divine
Salvation lies within us
Around Judas' neck burned marks
tied with guilt's rope
Put out the sun extinguish its nightly sparks
Blow out the candle of hope
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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The candle of hope must never flicker out, that would be an unpardonable sin, as ever beautiful lines that from start to finish. And where there is hope there is also light. 🌹
Again I thank you my friend for your most kind words. They say that hope is the last to die and so the unpardonable sin being to not be able to forgive oneself hope dies and the candle is blown out, being the last line. Your remarks are so appreciated.
Good write SB.
I couldn't be bothered to buy KP a new glass when she broke it. I glued it together again for her. lol. I'm beastly to her. heehee.
Thanks Orchi appreciate the read. Did the glass hold water?
No lol.
Come now, let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
Tremendous work. Powerful and foreboding.
Thank you Thomas for the read and comment it is appreciated.
That candle of hope will always be alight in my life soren.
Andy
Thanks Gold for the review and I am sure that that candle will always be lit for you.
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