And It Came To Pass

The first rays hit me
Not of the sun but of hope
Hope begat of dreams,
Dreams begat of hope.

After the rain,the sun
Dawn signifies the end of darkness
Or so I heard.
If only wishes were horses
Oh,how I would ride
Ride into the eyes of hope
Hope trumped out of dreams.

But in all, nothingness lives
Futility in all and even in nothing.
Even babes are sure
Of the emptiness of life's fullness.
Futility of dreams.

So many live their dreams 
Or so they say
So many hope of the dreams they wished they lived
Emptiness resides even in the realisation of hope
If only they knew...

Hope will I relinquish not
My dreams will I not forsake.
Call me the dreamer, Merci
Continually will I seek realisations mercy.
To the heavens I raise my plea
Casting all my worries to the deep blue sea.


Dreams bloosoms into hope
Hope at the mercy of time and chance.
Transformed into reality's open gate

Testily I plunge
Plunge into the wiles of realisation
Gradually seeped into accomplishments smugged aura
Snugly enclosed in it's warm embrace
Never to let go.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Lizzy Avatar
July 4, 2013 at 7:15 AM
KUDOS EJIRO
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June 27, 2013 at 10:36 PM
Ejiro, deep, and i like the snuggling thought ... enjoyed dropping by :-) -WELCOME to poetry soup. I’m here to invite you on over to my latest contest. You will find the contest page on the top left hand side. Hopefully you find this place to be the comfort zone your pen is looking for. If you ever need or seek feedback on a certain poem, click on my name any time you like. I’m looking forward in following and reading your poetry. Hope to hear from you soon. You will enjoy the community, we are one big happy family. (Drama & Love. LOL) ~ Take Care!! From: your new poet friend Linda"
La Rosa Avatar
June 24, 2013 at 7:46 AM
hope is not something to let go of dreams are to be fulfilled thank you for you poem :)
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