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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Here on this brand new flight of day On the grand stage of the world I may but find a rare reason to smile, Tho' my head springs merry in life's wilderness My heart numb lays on a valiant pain Somber among the public multitudes I've felt the whips of envy on a still day I've known the days without a bread I've grasped the pulsing hands of a dying child When all the streets and night is dead. I've taste the public scourging of hate By priest, by saints, by nobles, by poets, By false friends By men who lie with men, by prostitutes, By wealthy creeps By common fools, by thieves, By nameless intellects, By jealous men, by deceitful scamps, By mere hypocrites By men who stamp upon my youth With sly murmuring, with boundless lies With streams of prejudice, with vile contempt I've watched their hands grew fat and bright I've watched their wealth expand to a sky From the poor strength of a man. I've flown to a lightless sky of solitary God is not there, he is distant and mute I'm forgotten thro' the pages of his memory I bare my sorrows upon a dead wind In shackles against a dim wall colorless No one hears the echoing sadness of my days No hears, no one hears! Even the light blue stars deserts me Even the woods cry out in mockery In the storming of my wretched days And yet the moon crawls beneath a cloud The last embers of hope flutters away Like a streaming mist enskied I die! I die! I die! In love's martyrdom From a spectre memory snaking thro' The strangled regions of my mind Thro' the fleeting hours of deep quietude My heart lays desolate and cold Darkness creeps like the silent waters Yet still I'll find a rare reason to smile. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ It is through the darkest moments of our days that we see the light. Can one find a reason to smile when the darkness subdues the light. There is always a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel that can give one a rare reason to smile. Thanks for reading my humble verses.
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