Death of Hope, (The)
by Aria Le Aven
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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A recent long, dark night of the soul, pregnant with painful self-doubt. Thankfully, it didn't last long.
The Death of Hope
Oh, the barren dreaded night!
The longing for familiar flight,
A touch of sweet sincerity,
Caressing words of love to me.
Dying flicker fight to live!
There is so much I long to give.
Teach me now to fan the flame,
To keep alive Hope’s magic name.
The hills behind, both brown and dead,
Inflict their grief on those ahead.
If God now holds no Hope for me,
How cruel a deed to let me see!
In my soul where dreams give birth,
Seeds of Hope seek fertile earth.
Much more peace to not have known,
The joy to come from seeds God’s sown!
Soon to die from needed rain.
So small amount would ease the pain.
Drawn to me at first it seems,
Through exposure of my dreams.
So much light was finally shed,
Where pain alone had ever tread.
Where Hope took its maiden flight,
A magic place of truth and light.
Weeds will grow in flower’s stead,
If not tended in their bed.
Shall I let the flowers die?
And pray with years my tears will dry?
If that is what God asks of me,
The death of Hope, means death for me.
Aria LeAven 8-26-06
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|Reviewed by Peter Paton
Hope springs eternal in the human breast..
You have been clouded with a temporary, dark illusion, which Almighty God in his infinite mercy will now dispel for you..
I have prayed for your liberation..
Love and Blessings
|Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath
"Death of Hope, (The)"
A heartfelt well constructed and beautiful write!
Thank you for sharing your works here.
Gwendolyn A. Thomas (gath)
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|These sentiments reach right to the depth of my soul because I am very familiar with them, Aria. Your verses are most compelling. Thank you for sharing them. Love and peace to you and welcome to the Den if you are new here.