Abhinandan Subba Poet I do not know?

Thanking a Guest

Here I am,
        All lost but you,
	Still being my north star, leading through
	My darkest hour, hope it’s before the dawn
	And won’t be long before I see my sun.
	I don’t believe in miracles, at least not to myself,
	Still I cry for help every now and then,
	I’m a kid just born
	And the very next moment,
	I’m always torn.
	I feel like I’m an unread book,
	An unvisited cave with its entire grotesque,
	But slowly the ice’s starting to melt,
	Like the dew does when the day is felt;
	Shine on me deep and bright,
	I’m too exhausted for another stupid fight,
	I’ve fought, finished and found my quest
	And realized you my own,
	Who I always thought was just a guest.
                      -	 Avee Hang

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment