Wandering through a forest haunted
I listen to the crackling leaves
Hoping that a spirit like minded
will emerge from the trees.
Beneath the storm gathering clouds
A whispering voice threw out a challenge
wanting a resolve far more than an ounce,
what cowards softly refer to as courage..
I ran blindly through the dense thicket
Searching in vain for an unknown saviour
The life in me drains out bit by bit
And in a flash, there lies the answer!
Foolish was I to underestimate my strength
For the darkness to be quelled till eternity
There is just one, just one such friend
who will save my life and that is none but ME.
~Purple Mist
1 comment:
A very god poem....way to go!
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