Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

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Total # Syllables: 320
Total # Words: 250

I WROTE THE TITLE OF THIS POEM LATE LAST NIGHT, GOT TIRED AND DECIDED TO GO TO BED, FINISH IT THIS MORN.
I ROSE EARLY, GOT OUR SON DRESSED, FED AND OFF TO SCHOOL.
Logged in, posted in several threads in Creative writing forum but had forgot about the poem title and my desire to finish the new poem.
Then my darling wife asked me--why were you reciting poetry in your sleep?
I in shock, ask her was it good, new or could you tell? She replied it was good but you kept saying, ""broken soul"" often !!

Only then did I remember and even started to remember some of the verses from my dream....
I immediately raced to my computer again and did not stop until this poem was completed..
I hope it worthy and that you may not only enjoy but also find something of benefit in your daily lives..
As truth is we all at one time of another face great adversity in this dark and too oft unmerciful world.

Truth Found, Recovery of a Broken Soul

Truth Found, Recovery Of A Broken Soul

1.
In nightmarish dreams he found such great dread
Of lost hope, life's decay, eyes of the dead.
Day's clear lights his damaged mind repaired
Deep traps from which his heart had been ensnared.
In sunshine he felt life's returning glows
Erase night pains and darkest of its blows.
As sun waned and shadows of dark arrived
He felt again, joy vanquished, love deprived.

2.
What of this devilish, persistent foe
With such powers, its broken claws regrow.
Hope alone, can evil be defeated
Or must Fate decree, his life be cheated.
In sun's bright shining hours his heart grew bold
Oft from tales of warriors of old.
On such bright days his thoughts returned to her
Destroyed dark powers that made life a blur.

3.
Where deepest love passions reign, hope survives
For in man's inner soul, true love revives.
Times and cherished moments serve to remind
With love's great truth, one can never go blind.
Standing firm with knowledge of man's powers
One can face even darkest of dark-hours.
Faith, love and hope are the right paths to take
All the rest are results of blind mistakes.

4.
Armed with newfound wisdom and clearer path
He had weapons to overcome Fate's wrath.
Every night before falling fast asleep
Head bowed, he recited prayers true and deep.
As new dawn's brighter lights came, his heart knew
Torments were over, as joys in life grew.
Found true, cursed Fate can be defeated
If one but lives, each day truth is greeted.

8-24-2017

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Klio Tsitsikroni August 25, 2017 at 5:57 AM Strong messages in all the verses. Great thoughts penned. Well done!

Lynn Marie August 24, 2017 at 5:06 PM A beautiful poem Robert. The journey you take us on is incredibly inspiring, heartfelt and wonderfully penned. Your notes at the end are too cute! That you subliminally in your sleep 'compose' such amazing poetic words is delightfully charming and I say 'sleep more'..lol Your wife will need to keep pen and paper near:) Reading your poetry is a joy Robert. Thank you xo

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 24, 2017 at 12:10 PM Wonderfully penned Robert. xomo :)

Patricia Cresswell August 24, 2017 at 11:47 AM Robert your words are true your message clear. With every write your poems become tighter and more professional. Thank you for this piece.

Tim Smith August 24, 2017 at 10:16 AM Simply amazing Robert. I love when our thoughts fall together...a favorite

Heidi Sands August 24, 2017 at 9:50 AM What an incredible poem Robert!! Very important for people to read. I am saving it as a favorite to read again. Excellent! Thanks for sharing! Amazing what came to you in your sleep too! :)

Lin Lane August 24, 2017 at 9:38 AM If this is how you write when you're tired, stay sleep deprived, Robert. In dream state or wide awake, this is wonderful, and I'm so glad you didn't let go of it. It's MORE than worthy of praise and favoring. ;-)