And they say,
The darkest hour
Is just before the dawn,
Before the glow of morning sunlight,
Can break a night time spell,
And they say,
The darkest hour
Is just before the dawn,
When night time feels it has no end,
And on our knees, we pray for the day,
And they say,
The darkest hour
Is just before the dawn,
Just before,
The sky starts to glow,
And the Blackbird
Sings,
John Roberts
Horrors inflicted
on innocent civilians and
children
That is what is happening in
Aleppo today
Babies buried in
rubble
As the "White Helmets"
rush to protect
the victims
What manner of
men can do things
like this to people?
Where are their
souls?
Let's pray the bombings
end soon
So the death toll does not rise any higher
All is not lost!
Peace must flow like a mighty river
If humanity wishes to continue
Surely an era of co - operation will arrive
"The darkest hour is just before the dawn"
Life in the dark
Sorrow and melancholy,
The reflections of our dark inside,
Are just like an opaque window,
That never permeated any light,
Sometimes sad state of ignorance,
Urges us to thrive in the dark,
Sullen expressions on the face,
As if Iniquitous plot against the kind,
Fumbling around in the ebony of night,
And disheartened over poor plight,
Darkest hour is just before the dawn,
It gets brightened with new aurora at horizon,
The unenlightened preserve the unjust,
Sour temper and unending ascending lust,
Only if we could imbue divine light inside,
Can undo all negatives of heavenly life,
Heart burns within as an ash in the fire,
Why not unveil the euphoric attire ?
Let the dusky night ride down the sky,
And usher in the new gala morning !
Written on 11/8/14
Contest- Dark poetry
Sponsor- Charlotte Puddifoot
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