The Enlightened Trove

B roken heart crumbles into a mass of dark debris R emains there in the shadow of deep depression I mmersed in the desolate desire to once again be N othing but what it was before the percussion G lowing like a sparkling star for all others to see. M ind in ceaseless turmoil sinks in dense despair E nters a lightless lone hole no one would share. T he dark tunnel appears not to have a lighted end O nce lost you won’t find hands of family and friend. L ife on earth is the most beautiful creation of God I nfused in it is the prime element of perennial hope F rom the dust of debris you will rise for you should E nliven your soul to dwell in the enlightened trove. April 13. 2018 Form : Acrostic (Rhymed) Contest : Bring Me To Life Sponsored by : Aiyah de Torres