Melting Candle of Hope
Holding careful the thin line of sanity and despair
cold and colder are the days - nights passing by,
tender are the mornings, gnawing are the evenings
as nightmares fall frequently, snaking. Cutting raw.
Unmet. Breached expectations toss events raggedly,
acceptance due - rendered fail from the so called wise
rather the onset of pride heightens: rile! Miles and miles
is the old weary road. Yes, endured by a candle of hope.
Ever - believing, the rains, the pains will be over soon
as I've tasted heavens amidst coming and going hell
Helplessness, frustrations flood causing tears to tumble
Weakness quivers but I still cling to candle of hope.
In dark silence, I desire refuge, I desire a quiet rest but
knowing tomorrow burgeons to blossoms: hues of change.
Ah! Chances are frugal to collated reasons - prejudiced sins.
To where this ends, where will we be, kindly let me know?
Olive Eloisa D. Guillermo - Fraser, 28 year-old from The Philippines, is a nurse by profession. Poetry writing is her new found hobby, since 2012. She is a member of Poetry Soup where she submits most of her poems. Her writing inspiration is driven by God, experiences and nature. She dreams of publishing a book someday.