O'er the gloaming morn, hues of sapphire and rust,
The shadows of thought, clouding my trust.
My vision blurs, terrene bliss forlorn,
My sight obscured, in a blindness of mind forlorn.
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Ok, NOW my last comment: I don't feel 'rhymes' must be perfect, nor that words should NOT be repeated, but I don't know how to interpret some lines. ;) bri
last comment? : I think your last line is meant to end with 'mind', not 'mine'. There are sections of poem which I think are meant to form long sentences, but I don't think they do. I don't feel 'rhymes' must be perfect, nor words repeated
comment 3 or 4 or is it 5? : stanza 5: I'd make some small changes/additions to make this stanza a complete sentence. : ) bri And why use 'Although' at all?
(2) OPAQUE: Impenetrable by light; neither transparent nor translucent. Not reflecting light; having no luster. Impenetrable by a form of radiant energy other than visible light.
FORLORN: Abandoned, deserted, or desolate. Sad or lonely, especially from being deserted or abandoned. Suggesting or characterized by sadness or loneliness.
It is courage and resilience that would see us through, in hard times. " My battle is joined, I will not be tamed.
The sun will rise, and the stars will shine, The darkness within me, will be left behind.
OK, my last (for sure) comment: I guess you plan to: 'drag/pull yourself up by your (own) ˈbootstraps (informal) improve your situation yourself, without help from other people'