Thread of Hope

What a surprise, a poem!

January 29, 2005 11:11 PM from

Darkness.
Ever constricting, ever binding.
Hopelessness, helplessness.
Sadness and sorrow.
All the evils of the world,
A swirling cloud of darkness.
Hovering around the very soul of mankind.

Such depression,
Ever present, ready to pounce and consume.
Pain only the heart can know,
Always there lingering at the edge of being.
The horrors of existence represented by this cloud.

Yet, we go on,
Facing each day,
With all we are.
One thing helps us through.
A thread of hope.
Golden and bright,
Shining through the darkness.
With hands firmly latched,
We are guided through the perils of life.

Slowly and surely,
We escape the darkness that binds us.
Tendrils snag, yet we pull away,
This thread of hope helping us through,
Brightening our lives in the darkest of hours.

poetry

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Reply #1 January 30, 2005 9:41 PM from

JoeUser Forums Top

Excellent job again, Shaun.

Hope is a big part (at least in my mind) of what makes us human.

Peace,

Beebes

Reply #2 September 24, 2005 10:22 PM from

JoeUser Forums Top

We make it through through the love and happiness of each other.
Hope is something you either have or don't have its not like, ooh i have a little hope in you, but i can't completely get the hopes up.
We create our own hope through those that surround us, and if there is nobody there to live for, there is little hope to be had.
I live for You, and You are my hope.

~Liv

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