<a href=”http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/7069313/?claim=2z6burtxg7y”>Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>
Written by Simon and Hastywords
Falling inside raindrops made of glass
Wordless laments land and shatter
On silent sidewalks paying no mind
To the broken edges that they scatter
Unheard cries and oft ignored entreaties
Silence is all that is returned
Screaming out into the heartless void
Knowing all such pleas will be spurned
Landslides full of debris fill lengthy valleys
Without warning and without concern
Shouting headlong a battle cry in defeat
Everything crushed, nothing left to discern
Entombed in rubbled hopelessness so shattered
No longer seeing sunlight’s given hope
How can one so survive such brutal burial?
How can one in such drowning learn to cope?
Courage will grant strength and with that fortitude
To stand against the dark and make a fight
And though all but a spark from me is taken
This spark will burn enough to light the night.
Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
LikeLike
That spark can start a forest fire
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on With Tender Affection and commented:
Magnificent…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you for sharing 🙂
LikeLiked by 2 people
You’re welcome…it spoke to me in more ways than one in a great way! My thanks to both of you!
LikeLiked by 2 people