Hold back thy tides of malcontent
No truth is seen with fearful eyes
That view a world in times decent
When past and present meet their demise
Worlds are lost to bring forth anew
Guided out by the hands of faith
We are free to dream and pursue
Yet only providence can create
Comfort found in daily routine
Now replaced by the thrill of change
A road to take from the in between
Surreal death will leave a life so strange
What will we find behind the door?
What will we see when there is no more?
Do not open the door, less you're ready! ! ! Life could be cruel, but still afordable and ample for us to lead.The unexpected were inenvitable........take it as a challenge.Struggle is part of our survival on Earth.Nice piece you have got here Hayes!
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I would like to translate this poem
You are an ardent believer in the Divine.Right? Wel me too.. May be thats why many of ur poems ve a positive note..But I think the ideas in ur poems will look more beautiful if you adopt a simpler style and diction.. my humble suggestion..dnt know whether i am upto judge others..