Days

The Days Are Dark
We Walk And Walk And Leave Our Mark;
The Days Are Cold
But The Truth Will Soon Unfold.

Night And Day We Wonder
Just Listening To The Thunder;
Wondering Who We Are
While Watching From Afar.

As The Days Go By
We Ask Ourselves, "Why?"
Following The Rules When We Could Be Free...
I Just Want To Be Me.

The Change In Days Are Coming
I Can Hear The Drummers Drumming;
The Sunrise Has Begun
The New Day Is Sweet And Young.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Viswan Bhatia Avatar
October 23, 2015 at 6:16 AM
hope is the driving energy! love and peace friend
Sergi Avatar
October 22, 2015 at 9:57 AM
Hi Cheylynn: A beautiful poem on celebrating a new day Welcome!
Hernandez Diaz Avatar
October 17, 2015 at 2:59 PM
An excellent poem, with such a splendid rhyme scheme. I liked a lot the effect of the alliteration used at the last stanza. Nice work.
Boddie Avatar
October 16, 2015 at 6:03 PM
what each day brings....depends on the song the heart sings....and as day becomes night....just hope we Lived through it right....;)
Alzhrani Avatar
October 15, 2015 at 4:41 AM
beautiful poetry, It holds great value
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