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The Web Poetry Corner - Dan Dressler - Love Found in Darkness

Love Found in Darkness

by

Dan Dressler

The winds of time keep blowing.
On and on I go astray.
The ores of time keep rowing
All along life's weary way.

No matter how much time goes by.
The memories are always there.
Wherever I go they haunt me
In the midst of my despair.

I guess the time has finally come
To take control of the course of my fate
To wash away my painful past
Before hopelessness proves too late.

As a boy, no friends were true.
They abandoned me and left me on my own.
There was no one I could trust
So my heart began to rust.
They just left me, hurt and all alone.

My life was turned upside down.
The sensation of being drown.
My heart thundered
For my life to end
And for it to beat it's last sound.

The endless tears just poured down
From the corners of my eyes.
My soul looked out upon this world
With contempt and despise.

How could anyone bare the sorrow
That was bestowed upon this Earth?
How could anyone go on
Without any sense of worth?

I guess the time has finally come
To take control of the course of my fate
To wash away my painful past
Before hopelessness proves too late.

I was lost and now I've been found
By a girl that's captured my heart.
She nurses the pain
The deep-rooted stain
That was tearing my heart all apart.

Then one night in the moonlight outside
A beautiful girl cautiously approached me.
She asked me what was wrong.
I replied, "My life's too long!"
Then she said I was her destiny.

The obyss of my heart had at last been unveiled
The barriers crumbled inside
The key to my heart had at last been retrieved
With her, no need to hide.

Beauty fumed out from her every move
Soft eyes danced with delight
Oh ray of moonlight, just look upon her.
Oh what a soothing sight!

I guess the time has finally come
To take control of the course of my fate
To wash away my painful past
Before hopelessness proves too late

Her eyes; a waterfall
Her hair; the breeze
With love just as warm
As a spring brook at ease

An Angel from heaven,
The fog of thick love,
Oh good God of thee
She's a blessing from above.


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