Fading the blackness
With explosion of light
Eating away chaos
As sanity regains it sight
Righteousness erodes deep trenches
Through evils thick crust
As promise wields hopes hammer
And pounds it to dust
My fight has been long
A grueling battle it has been
For my quest to be wholesome
And free of all sin
But my resolve grows weary
And my will is getting weak
Just a balance between the two
Is all I now seek
How can there be a victor
In this ongoing fight
When it takes darkness
For there even to be light.
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Author:
notapoet (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Darkness is the absence of light, so your fight is victories because you're in the light. Nicely written!
Thank you so much for the read and your wonderful comment.
Awesome write
Thank you fellow poet, Greatly appreciate your comment.
Welcome
Really nice. My favorite lines ...
"As promise wields hopes hammer
And pounds it to dust"
Kurt
Thank you kindly for taking the time to read my piece. and even more so for your comment.
It was my pleasure!
I had a strange dream where I was running away from someone or something.. The faster I ran I felt it catching up.. As I ran faster ahead of me was a familiar figure running too.. As I drew closer and touched the person ahead, I awoken.. Upon awakening I realised that I was both the person running after and away from myself and your poem really did put my dream into perspective..
Amazing piece 🌹🌹🌹
I'm glad you were able to relate to my piece. and thank you for taking the time to read it and comment.
You're welcome 🎈
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