When emptiness clutches your heart,
There's pain even in numbness.When hopes are severed apart,
There's illness even in wellness.When souls are fed with sorrow,
There's darkness even in light.When there's no hope for tomorrow,
There's wrong, even in what we claim right.Begin and you'll overcome.
Believe and you'll become.08.09.2012
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Whispering Chambers
PoetryA collection of poetic whispers from the chambers of my heart. Life's moments & reflections forzen in the form of poetry.