Aching Nights and Hopelessly Sad Morn

Aching Nights And Hopelessly Sad Morn

Aching nights and hopelessly sad morn
my life torn, ripped and nailed;
each day dark hours sliced and dice,
misery applauding as I failed
not once nor even twice but thrice!

Each day, worries eat into this fate
watered soup- soul needs more;
so lost, lost as three blind mice,
this aching heart dares score
as if my deep pain does not suffice!

Dare I question my dark lot in life
In ashes pray a blessing sweet;
nay, such a supplication reflects,
forlorn spirit admits defeat
epic moaning that never connects!

Tomorrow hints at miracles to come
fine ship, vast oceans to sail;
winds blowing, waters calm and blue,
relief given from a dark hell
a destined pilgrimage seeking you!

Robert J. Lindley , 10-03-2015

Note--" Thrice"  | Define Thrice at Dictionary.com
three times, as in succession; on three 
occasions or in three ways. 2. in threefold 
quantity or degree. 3. very; extremely. 
Origin of thrice. Expand. Middle English
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Hunjeri Avatar
October 5, 2015 at 4:43 PM
Hi Robert, I hope things get better for you. All the best.
Dietrich Avatar
October 4, 2015 at 1:13 PM
GREAT writing, Robert, with a very classic feel to it! I would not say grammar was your foe. You handle it rather nicely! And I should hope most people would understand thrice! it's a cool word. too bad we can't say fithe for four times!
Dunn Avatar
October 4, 2015 at 9:41 AM
Dear Robert What a powerful work of emotional content, I Hope things get better for soon, such a tragic work I hope things get better for you, keep the faith my friend, cheri
Sirak Avatar
October 4, 2015 at 6:46 AM
Stunning! Love the line "Tomorrow hints at miracles to come"
Vaso Avatar
October 3, 2015 at 7:39 PM
Oh and Thrice? I thought the meaning was " One whom takes three servings of rice at Chinese buffet" LOL
Vaso Avatar
October 3, 2015 at 7:29 PM
Hi Robert, another classic, well done, I like how the last verse, hints at things turning around, and then again, maybe not! Fantastic! I was going to rate this a "thrice" in fun, but we all know its A7!!!
Smith Avatar
October 3, 2015 at 4:45 PM
There is always hope for tomorrow my friend. I'm glad it finished that way.
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