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Incandescent Metaphors

When cries do echo the walls of the ward, Bringing you down on your knees with the pangs of emotions, Watching tears trickling down your eyes, Shaking the core of your very being, As you watch the time tick away- And every bit of joy seems to fade away. So you bury your head in resignation, As the atmosphere remains still, Casting a eerie echo through your vacuumed mind, Swaying you off balance like an hopeless being, Then darkness spread its shadows upon your soul, Blinding your visions of the relevance of existing. Then you break down and like yesterday you faded away. So were you wheeled away- And all that surrounds you was the air of pain, And the smell of medicine and the cruel face of the surgeon's knife makes you sad, And you know not if your face will ever grace the light of tomorrow. Those you loved; none by your bedside Those you stood with by the hour, None passed to drop you a flower. You wobbled at life's foolery And your face creased in fury I think of you Wherever this hour may bid you be, I yearn to hold your hand- Like a lover looking in the other's eyes I yearn to be that vaccine To heal you of your ailment. Hear me as I penned- This feeling of mine in verses Be not scared- As a poet shares in your plight. Do not be worried, Lest your mind be troubled. Let this incandescent metaphors Lift your spirit high And make you heave a sigh. You are strong, Your heart is that of a lion. You are an achiever, So believe in the hands of the divine. You are a motivator, You bring us words of inspiration. You are a loving father, Your presence we all do cherish. You are a friend, Someone loving through the trend. You are life- That's why I wrote you this incandescent metaphor.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/2/2012 6:51:00 PM
This is great knowledge for us poets..i for one love metaphors.. i like the message you send... believing is all we got sometimes.. and the hand is a mighty tool... .. have yourself a very wonderful day ;-) LINDA
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Date: 5/2/2012 3:37:00 AM
So moving and inspiring.... Thank you so very much for writing and sharing this................... Walter
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Muyideen Ayinla
Date: 5/2/2012 5:10:00 AM

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