A dark and gloomy place
Awaits the sun to shine its rays
Awaits that someone will show his face
Awaits for someone who will bring the daysThis is the place where I belong
A place where no one is strong
A place where darkness was a song
A place where no one will longA home I wanted to leave
A house where evilness weave
A shelter where no one will give
A place where, even death, no one will grieveLonely and terrified, I was born
In the eyes of a child, darkness has sworn
The heart, even in birth, was easily torn
A heart, broken, and nothing will mournA morning is always like the night
Any light cannot shine with all its might
Darkness and night cannot be ruled by light
Night! Night! It is all in the sightA cry of a child has pierced through
Tears of fear, darkness will brew
Tears of shame, He will make anew
Tears of anger, He already drewI looked into the horizon
Saw a light of no reflection
Smiled at me with no rejection
Took me home with no objectionLight from the Past she claimed to be
Claimed that she will let us see
Days so pure, no one can disagree
Days so bright, we will be freeHope! Hope, come to me now
Hope! Hope, in you, I will dwell
Hope! Hope, ring loud like a bell
Ring out loud, happiness will swellLight from the Past left without goodbye
Promised us that we would not die
Of sadness, we will not lie
We will not be sad, we will not cryDreams of a child ruled the dark
Dreams of a child, in their eyes will spark
Dreams of a child, pushed the evil aback
Dreams of everyone will stand like a rock!I have no idea what this poem means.
I remember writing this in the classroom out of boredom again and I let my classmates read it. When they did, they all looked at me and asked, "What is the light from the past?"
My answer to them (and it remains to be the same until now) was, "I don't know".
It's true. I don't know what's going on in this poem at all and I don't know if I can give it meaning right now.
How about you? What meaning can you give to this poem? Comment below. :))
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when will my flowers bloom.
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