Sunday, 27 September 2009

Hope....

The taunting earth had swallowed this vulnerability,
The dark clouds had consumed this fragility,
The precious breath was strangled in the depths of murky waters,
Sobbing hope trembled, desperately sought refuge , 
In fear and pain it winced,
Heaved sighs satisfying forlorn lungs; a tumultous anguish in this existence,
The howling winds had battered this helplessness; its deafening screams shuddering all strength,
The ruthless cold had numbed this innocence,
The stinging venom had paralysed this valuable world,
No, rise from the mocking arms of defeat,
break out of the shackles of tyranny, the chains of opression,
Belligerent hope; it clambers through beaten paths and intimidating mountains ,
Conquering the road to freedom with steps of defiance,
Victory, was only in abeyance; concealed in the hidden chest of times,
Hope you shall, emerge with punishing victory.



4 comments:

  1. hmmm... hope sounds harsh, n fierce, n soldier-like! i like ur use of metaphors.... itz a nice poem baby!

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  2. tnx huny... :)..xactly hope's supposed to bring thingz outta misery, bt with authority...

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  3. mmmhmmm... n wat i find most amazing is, i cant write with the masculinity that u give to ur metaphors... cuz naturally, im a woman??? i've tried to harshen my metaphors but they're always so gliding n smooth n soft n gentle.... wonder why????

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  4. ...dats wat makes u unique baby. You just got ur very own style..nd i luv it.

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