Setting sun, fading echo.
Grasping hands, failing to let go.
Paining heart, parting ways.
Churning Memories, eternally stays.
Dimming light, fading hope.
Greying skies, failing slope.
Tearing soul, tethering world.
Screaming silence, barely heard.
Vacant eyes, empty stares.
Void days, filling despair.
Breaking soul, lonely being.
Shattering whole, a soundless keeying.
Passing days, waiting sunbreak.
Healing road, waiting to take.
Souling song, soothing grace.
Friendly hugs, knowing face.
Another flight, a reckless fall.
Seeking hands, an enchanting call.
Healing heart, fading scars.
Soaring love, a shooting star.
Hurting memories, to an easing echo.
Raising sun, a breezy meadow.
Making promises, a shaky step.
Pairing heart, slowly crept.
Healing all, healing whole.
Leaning shoulder, a companion soul.
Finally whole, finally healed.
Through a paired heart, eternally sealed.
By: #riya
Grasping hands, failing to let go.
Paining heart, parting ways.
Churning Memories, eternally stays.
Dimming light, fading hope.
Greying skies, failing slope.
Tearing soul, tethering world.
Screaming silence, barely heard.
Vacant eyes, empty stares.
Void days, filling despair.
Breaking soul, lonely being.
Shattering whole, a soundless keeying.
Passing days, waiting sunbreak.
Healing road, waiting to take.
Souling song, soothing grace.
Friendly hugs, knowing face.
Another flight, a reckless fall.
Seeking hands, an enchanting call.
Healing heart, fading scars.
Soaring love, a shooting star.
Hurting memories, to an easing echo.
Raising sun, a breezy meadow.
Making promises, a shaky step.
Pairing heart, slowly crept.
Healing all, healing whole.
Leaning shoulder, a companion soul.
Finally whole, finally healed.
Through a paired heart, eternally sealed.
By: #riya
"Star of Ethiopia"
Out in the Night thou art the sun
Toward which thy soul-charmed children run,
The faith-high height whereon they see
The glory of their Day To Be—
The peace at last when all is done
The night is dark but, one by one,
Thy signals, ever and anon,
Smile beacon answers to their plea,
Out in the Night
Ah, Life! thy storms these cannot shun;
Give them a hope to rest upon,
A dream to dream eternally,
The strength of men who would be free
And win the battle race begun,
Out in the Night!
@PensivePost by Lucian B. Watkins
Out in the Night thou art the sun
Toward which thy soul-charmed children run,
The faith-high height whereon they see
The glory of their Day To Be—
The peace at last when all is done
The night is dark but, one by one,
Thy signals, ever and anon,
Smile beacon answers to their plea,
Out in the Night
Ah, Life! thy storms these cannot shun;
Give them a hope to rest upon,
A dream to dream eternally,
The strength of men who would be free
And win the battle race begun,
Out in the Night!
@PensivePost by Lucian B. Watkins