The Reincarnation of a Dead Hope
poem by:
Krista
Written
on Oct 19, 2017
Incessant combat reload of guns Dreadful bullets morphing into blood Silent screams of melancholy is all I hear Endless drowning from this sea of misery I see humans but no humanity Naive mortals hallucinating of escaping Ceaseless running from this labyrinth of suffering Ends up stumbling at a darkened beginning Nevertheless, I still smell benevolence Transcending through the unbearable pain A new chapter for a dead end Subtle clinging onto the rope of hope -To the People of Marawi
Tags: Fear, Dark, Hope, Pain, Depressing,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 19, 2017 at 5:22pm
Hope never dies.......especially in a survivors eyes......good poem..
krista
commented on Oct 19, 2017 at 11:51pm
Thank you @Frank Bryne! Philippines is my country and I'm dedicating this poem to the people affected by war in Marawi City. Never lose hope, God is the hope. :)
Cecilia Crasto
commented on Oct 20, 2017 at 6:33am
A very powerful and passionate elegy wonderfully expressed, good will always triumph over evil and the last two lines of your poem attest to this...please continue to write and share K. Ayana
Christopher Russon
commented on Nov 24, 2017 at 5:49pm
I feel just like you Krista .It is so upsetting to see so much suffering in this world
Due to war.hope one day for peace on earth.lovely written poem from the heart.
k river
commented on Jul 23, 2020 at 11:58pm
There will always be the poor and the suffering in the world. Pistol and gun are the same thing you only need one of those words.
k river
commented on Jul 24, 2020 at 12:02am
The world will always have the poor and the suffering.
the words pistol and gun mean the same thing.
you only need to use one not both.
