Show me the light
Hold my hand, and slowly
walk me to the end
Of this tunnel, full of night...
With no moon or stars
to brighten the path.
A night darkest of the dark...
Aches resulting,
From the wretches of the heart.
A night full of heaviness in the heart
An agony profound, that
Strives to find a voice
And yell out loud.
Yet, it sinks
Like incense blown away by wind
And ashes fall to the ground.
Yet it sinks, and the scream is muffled!
And ends up-
too tired to speak...
Finally seeking comfort
In a hand, and speaks without speaking-
"The language of the world".
Like newly discharged patients
Stagger lamely to newfound life.
So give me your hand...
Oh 'd e a r' !............ Won't you?
Show me the light...
For the stars of your eyes
May brighten my sight!
#stardust
- Naina Pandey
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- Comment from author about the poem: Feels like healing..... Refrence to the phrase 'language of the world' is taken from the novel - The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Dark in its sentiments this poem gives a glimmer of hope in its hint of rebirth and in metaphor a metamorphosis and new beginning. Lovely
Glad to know you understood the underlying sentiments...
Thankyou
Some where in the dark a little hope can still be found, enjoyed the read
Thankyou sir
You are very welcome
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