Things Lost In The Fire Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Things Lost In The Fire
Somehow I lost my calling
Woke up one lonely morning
Feeling more than damn depressed
In such pain and agony
Black-out shades hiding sun
Shielding me from the fun
Guardian angels lost
Crying out for such help
Sleep seems so comforting
Life's so damn depressing
Angels surrounding me
God's whispering to me
Daytime transcends nighttime
Dreams overcome nightmares
All once unstabilized
Now so damn stabilized
Sleep seems so comforting Life's so depressing, Again, All once unstabilized Now so stabilized, well pair lines, thanks for sharing
Brilliant, Richard. I read this several times, and when I emphasized/interpreted the 'daytime' in the final stanza as a metaphor for hope I found the message particularly poignant.
Daytime transcends nighttime Dreams overcome nightmares All once unstabilized Now so stabilized - - - - -Yes, with hope and dream we can overcome the negatives that threaten to destabilize our life. Thanks for sharing this nice poem.
Multiple factors are there to manoeuvre our thinking- negative or positive. But, with hope, faith, self confidence and committed efforts adverse circumstances can be turned around, I think so. Thanks for sharing it, Richard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/13/2025 7:08:14 PM # 1.0.0
last two lines poetic stroke/nice piece
Yoonoos, thank you so much for your positive response.