thousand words (random poetries!)

78: A Prayer To The Heavens

Through the shades of greys ,
To the pits of my dreadful days..

My soul will weep and wither ,
But my conscience is crystal clear still..

As much as I am still weak and imperfect ,
So is my resolve for a better years..

Today is a painful journey I'll endure ,
Tomorrow I'll reap the fruits of my labor..

Hopefully so I pray to the heavens ,
That this silent sentiments of mine ;

Turns into happy thoughts and
Beautiful memories!..

~  nniiwwpoetry ~ 04/09/24