Silent Prayer

Silent Prayer short poem

What does tomorrow hold,
what would the choices lead to,
would there be happiness,
or would we languish in misery?
Times will never be same again,
people will never be same again,
one last look
at the things getting left behind,
eyes closed in silent prayer,
may this work out
may this work out better than what we expect..

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Nothing enthralls me anymore, Nothing surprises me anymore, I know not the depth of my own soul, nothing allures me anymore..............
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Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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What tomorrow holds, only in hopes will they be found. Wishes are expectations expressed.

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@zyborg, a poem about faith and hope is always welcome at HoP.

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