Not a shining name
Not even that famous fame
Not grand possessions to hold
Not greatest virtues to claim
Not planning the play
Not playing the game
Not in brights, not under shade
Yes it can shiver but can't ever fade
It's not a deal, not a trade
Not painted, not even portrayed
Above all the distrust
Above all the hate
Blessed is my soul
Breathing with faith
Was wandering so much behind
Gone were my senses, my mind
Lights of hope, I couldn't find
All was ended, All was lost
In depths of sins, in depths of crime
Had no cure for my wounds
To believe again had no sign
I was ready to just escape
Chain of breaths to break...
Just a moment was left...
And to leave I made my choice
But then...
In my inside I heard a voice
Opening were my eyes
Opening was a gate
What I could see
Just love written above hate
Just felt one thing
I was blessed, I was with faith
Hopes then came back like birds
To my wounded land of broken words
Don't know how, but I started to fly
Yes I was still the same, still so shy
But one thing saved me in dark
with my same sickness, same scars
My sorrows then began to spark
Began to think above the stars
I was ready to end, so near to mistake
But can't thank enough
Those chains of strayed thoughts
Finally, I was able to break
Just feel so blessed that I have faith...
©Sidiqa
1-7-2020
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Poetrysimple poems written for bigger purpose ___ You can run million miles You can gain hundreds of smiles But still... In those balloons of bliss Still... you'll be in search... Still something you'll miss... (I'm on this journey of searching the truths...
