Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

Yet a Spark In This Lost Soul Still Ignites

Yet A Spark In This Lost Soul Still Ignites

Cast into barren deserts of sorrow
no real joy and no hope for tomorrow
In burning darkness and hot blasting sand
endless sad tunes from destiny's band.

Nights are so cold and without future plans
sorrow's furnace blows its misery fans
Death, your deep, clawed grasp has taken this soul
I, walking shadow, now with no life goal.

Every new dawn, hot sun bakes and defeats
this tired old beating heart with thirst it treats
Hours pass as years, I find no real relief 
from deepest caverns of this epic grief.

Yet a spark in this lost soul still ignites
faith in my mind, I shall win future fights.

 7-21-2017

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Carole Duet July 26, 2017 at 10:45 PM I really like this one, Robert! It shows so much feeling and many readers can easily relate.

Charlie Smith July 23, 2017 at 9:49 AM Keep on keeping on Dear Robert, your work has so much to teach and entertain...

Darren White July 23, 2017 at 9:43 AM Hold on to that spark my friend. It often is what keeps me going too! It's important

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 21, 2017 at 12:19 PM Heart crushing, this very fine write. Amen to the spark. xomo

Daniel Turner July 21, 2017 at 9:26 AM That's the spirit, Robert. Hang in there and keep swinging. A very positive ending for this dark write.