Worlds crept
in
With its
colors and shades
Past beyond
the abysmal
day that is
bludgeoned with
life’s
greatest mystery…
as the sun
agonized over
the last
streams of light
it hides
behind the hills
and
mountains cover,
its pale
shade just over the horizon
unperturbed
yet wishing
that though
there was an appointed time
in this
cycle called life
it would see
through yet another day and
that in some
part of this vast universe
its lights
would eternally shine
unbothered
by horizons or cloud covers…
and when
darkness shroud the skies
hope shall
never falter or strength fail
for just
beyond the darkness of the night
the light
will just be waiting
and another
tomorrow shall begin…
*As far as I can remember, this is the last poem I wrote since I shifted to technical writing due to the required paper load in the academe which made me adapt to its demands and style. I almost forgotten the creative genre as a result. When I became a student journalist, I really rooted for the literary editorship. It never happened. I became the editor-in-chief instead. Very fair exchange. Five years later and now in the process of reclaiming old passion and dreams, I intend to go back to the way it should be for me. And I hope IT IS now:)
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