Emptiness births meaning
to the invisible believed
Anger shapes hope
On a ledge
at the edge
Dive deep,
murky pool of dreams
conjure peace from despair
distill charity, liquor of bliss
Breath life into the inanimate
Become what is not
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: July 13th, 2024 06:35
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard, Teddy.15
Comments4
Good write SB.
Thanks Orchi appreciate the read
Love the juxtaposition in these lines, beautifully penned!
Thank you so much Bella so glad to hear from you your comments are always so welcome thank you for the review friend.
That life will be always with us soren.
Andy
Thanks Gold I appreciate the read and comment. Yes life is with us as long as we are.
I see a glass half empty soon to be full. Brilliant imagery and emotion dear sorrenbarret 🌹
Thanks so much Teddy for the positive view of things it is most appreciated my friend.
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