Uriah Hamilton

Overcoming Death-Like Pallor And Exhaustion - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

Any given day, there is some violence or contempt destroying the desired joy we all hope to achieve;
There's cold ugliness and abandonment on callous streets where love vanishes and hope retreats;
Perhaps, one day we'll die in an unforeseen moment and pedestrians will walk over our bodies like discarded trash;
every kiss comes to an unwelcomed conclusion and every sacred memory is doomed to the outskirt corners of the past;
our hearts begin to fade like ancient photographs sitting silently in sunlit suburban windows;
and the only answer to the overwhelming sadness is to discover some personal redemption within;
one has to create their own mystical, protective charm and define their own purposeful reason to exist;
I'm living alone now remembering a woman's eyes, and maybe that will be the last thought on my last night
but I'm determined to see myself through any afternoon discouragement and descending midnight gloom.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about Overcoming Death-Like Pallor And Exhaustion by Uriah Hamilton

  • eeemkjrnfjn (10/8/2018 9:36:00 PM)

    that poem is so eall and fdescribes life (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2016

Poem Edited: Friday, July 13, 2018

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