Do you drift
like a listing ship?
I feel it too
tides as they rip.
Upon the dew
saw I on my evening stroll,
I see calamity
that is beyond my control.
What is there
for a person to do?
Shed a tear
for the sky being blue?
Strength they say
is rising above the pain.
Will the world
for us do the same?
In time everything
comes to it’s end.
Except the struggle
and haunting winds.
It is melancholy
the nature of things.
That’s why within
we must learn to sing.
Set morning dew
to a flowing melody.
I’ll sail the sea
till it’s through with me.
Let us cast out
all that calamity brings.
So that life
is merely a song to sing.
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Thank you Kae!!
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Beautifully written!
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Thanks M!!
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My pleasure J! 😉
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I love your last stanza of hope… the song above the storm! Great job!!
Dwight
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Thank you so much Sir.
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You are welcome. You can call me Dwight. :>)
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The poem brings out some very relevant morals for today’s society to follow
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Thank you.
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