He slept and dreamt of her again Her sweet encouraging voice But whose was it, so familiar? Her words always gave him hope A reason to live as if he was destined to do something great.
Soon his life became miserably dark He woke up in screaming tears each day horrible nightmares curled him in his cocoon of doom The hope from his body was stolen away Giving up was the only option left for him
Then that night, he again had that dream The mysterious voice, which said “don’t, don’t lose hope Darling, please don’t be a fool Lord has created you to walk not to stumble and fall down Have faith in yourself I know you can do it I gave up my life To hear your first cry Son, don’t”
He wanted the dream to last He wanted to talk to her But, alas, he woke up And cried, But beneath those tears Was a light of hope Her words engraved in his mind Her appearance in his life again was a mystery But he knew That wherever she was She would smile proudly To see her boy Facing every obstacle With hope Not a hope to win But a hope to fall then stand A hope to fail then learn A hope to say no to wrong And yes to right A hope to just keep walking A hope was all she gave.
Hello! I am a 12 year old girl and an aspiring poet ! I am a fangirl and in love with Harry Potter , Percy Jackson and Hunger Games !! I am young so my poems might not be well polished but i just write my feeling on a piece of paper because i love doing it ! Hope you like my thoughts written through my poems!!
What’s life but a phase Before we reach a better place And what you feel in your heart Sometimes we all set apart There are days we are crumbling under And days again When we reach for thunder And when
Some things in life don’t make sense In your mind you make a fence To keep the bad out is hard Said the Broken Bard You might believe in something Think it’s love when it’s a fling Think that tomorrow’s
It’s always absurd To give up everything and run after something that’s never been achieved without even knowing if thats anyway possible A total dreamer missing everything at every point believing in instincts that are just abstract emotions Maybe its