Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

Day By Day

Day by day
As the wisdom's of life grow darker
The brutality sadly becomes routine
And the future manifests itself in the present
A child runs barefoot
Fear not little one, the bombs are loud
But angels will run beside you
You shall run free, to speak
Of what no one should ever see
Tears rain down, washing away pain so deep
Old photos, burnt and torn
Your only memories to keep
So be content to rest
With the painful knowledge
Of having what is not
Day by day

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Punnia Viswan Bhatia November 15, 2015 at 9:14 AM Deeply touched Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:35 PM Thank you

Dinda Minardi March 13, 2013 at 12:44 AM A poignant write about embracing what you've got no matter what.. well-penned. Arthur Vaso March 17, 2013 at 9:18 PM Thank you for your kind words!

Seren Roberts March 12, 2013 at 6:27 PM well done my friend. Soup Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:35 PM Belated thank you

Anne-Lise Andresen March 10, 2013 at 7:16 AM A touching poem Arthur, hoping the sun will shine on you. - Have a nice Sunday. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:36 PM It seems I am destined to re-live the year 2013! Thank you so much, and so sorry for missing all these lovely comments!

Sean L Sanders March 7, 2013 at 4:47 PM nicely done poet. Hey if you have time look at a new poet Margherita Russo Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:40 PM Thank you!

Susan Palli March 7, 2013 at 10:45 AM Could feel the pain, good write! Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:37 PM Sorry for such late reply, never the less very much appreciated!

Poet Destroyer A March 7, 2013 at 9:30 AM Arthur, i feel the power a guardian around me always... living day by day, is a hard mission to accomplish, the sorrow of the world, is what many will not see... you painted a deep and sad image here. you are a good poet, with true vision... Linda

David Williams March 7, 2013 at 8:02 AM Arthur this is just a wonderful write, there is so much work and thought gone into it, it shines...David Arthur Vaso March 17, 2013 at 9:19 PM Thank you David, much appreciated

Harry Horsman March 6, 2013 at 4:37 PM this indeed is an awesome poem,, so visual, and a joy to read... Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:38 PM Thank you Harry, I seem to have missed to many comments, I better say Merry Christmas now, this way I get a comment in early instead of 2 years late!!!

Keith Bickerstaffe March 5, 2013 at 10:24 PM '...if the Russians love their children too' ~ Sting. Would that all the warring nations would think of their children first before making tragic, 'adult' decisions. A fine piece, Arthur. Best wishes, Keith Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:38 PM Sorry for missing the comments on this poem, thank you so much Keith!

Cherl Dunn March 5, 2013 at 10:06 AM Good visual poetry. Thank you for sharing this I enjoyed it. Arthur Vaso March 5, 2013 at 4:18 PM thank you!!!

Donna Jones March 4, 2013 at 9:07 PM Day by day may these images be erased forever Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:36 PM a very very belated thank you!

Red Omara March 4, 2013 at 8:05 PM Touching, Arthur. And skillfully done. Sad that in this 'civilised' age there are still poems like this to be written. Arthur Vaso November 15, 2015 at 3:40 PM A very belated thank you!

Jack Ellison March 4, 2013 at 6:37 AM So very very sad but so very very well written my good man! Worth keeping... cheers, Jack Arthur Vaso March 4, 2013 at 7:42 AM Thank you kind sir

Lucilla Carrillo March 4, 2013 at 2:53 AM This is sad, however it is very well written. This is something a child should never have to see. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla Arthur Vaso March 4, 2013 at 7:44 AM Thank you, if we saw the world through the eyes of a child, a better world it would be.