Hope

I dream of a tomorrow bright and shiny, borne from a yesterday gloomy and bleak. I envision a future ripe with plenty, to quench the hunger of the past, sate this thirst I was born into. I see a time to come with joy and dancing, atonement for suffering and strife of days gone past. I see in tomorrow big, bold lights, to illuminate the darkness that rid my yesterday. I dream of a future with color and music, birthed by a silent past in greyscale. I envision a day to come with prosperity, and wealth in the most divine of senses, an atonement for the need and hardships of days gone past.

I look to a place beyond the horizon, green and flowing with life; healing, and resurrection from the ashes that mark this ground. I look to a place in the skies, vast, with beauty incomparable, growing from the seed of sacrifice in this small space with little to live on. I look to a place so close, yet so far; a dream so fickle, yet so real. A place where the real and the unreal mingle; a place where earth and sky collide. A place where divinity meets humanity. A place where royalty greets the common man in humble adoration. A place of liberation from the shackles of a time which must now end. 

I look to a future beautiful and peaceful, borne out of the pain of yesterday, and the hope we had through it all.
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Tears (The Poem)

All was once perfect,

All was once beautiful,

All was once exact,

Or was it all a facade?

 

Love was once true

So true and so pure

Art by the greatest maestro

 

Faith, trust, devotion

You gave without restriction

But hate, contempt and deceit

Was all you gained in return

 

Your love betrayed,

All you had, forsaken

 

And at the end of it all,

Only your memories survive,

Marked by the scars you have

And the tears that you have shed