Darkness whispers dull and dim,
And threatens to tear from limb to limb.
It hides with shadows, covers with black,
And tricks the eyes to watch their back.
Light is bright and shines new hope,
Once it is seen, one cannot mope.
A flicker helps, a flash does more,
It aids to mend what you just tore.
Darkness twisting minds to thinking
Nothing's there but endless blinking.
Groping, seeking, ever-blinded,
Never finding more than mine did.
The light comes after darkness played,
And mends the wounds that it had made.
It's joy and laughter, mixed with life,
Formed to end the void and strife.
The war between them rages on,
They will not stop till one is gone.
Darkness, brightness, one will win,
It won't be the one covered with sin.
The Light came here and darkness tried,
It was the Light he tried to hide.
Yet although darkest sin consumes us,
Even darkness can't hide Jesus.
I wrote this years ago. I've tweaked a few things since then (to make it actually sound correct), but most of it is the same. I love this poem. Honestly, it came from God, not me. God is such a good poet. And He knows it. ;)
Do you know what the title of this poem should be? I still don't have one.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My Poetry
PoetrySome poems I have written in years past. Some poems I have written randomly on the spot. Some stuff from my heart put into rhyming rhythm. Enjoy. :) I mostly write songs, not poems. So I'll be updating my song book more often than this one. Trigger...
