I surrender my hope for the old times
But I want to be in their arms, this morning
As the dawn arose, I felt no more sadness
Though, the numbed ache was still there
I want to let go of the pain
However, no one has given me right
The future is unsured
And the present is painted with grief
I wander aimlessly towards each day
Waiting for a sign of optimism
By the end, they are dashed
Without word
And I weep for G-d to answer
But He is the only one to know it
Sometimes the silence drains our resolve. This is a terrific verse, LeeAnn.
I wander aimlessly towards each day Waiting for a sign of optimism By the end, they are dashed Without word And I weep for G-d to answer But He is the only one to know it----When all hope dashed, we turn to God only.
This poem paints a realistic portrayal of despair, with eloquent words and vivid imagery. So well done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellent poem is shared here...5 stars