The Death Of Innocence Poem by Brenda Harper
The Death Of Innocence
Silently she sat there
All torn apart and crushed
Life filled with sorrow
The burden had been too much
Her wisdom had disappeared
Her thoughts completely gone
Hope was just a memory
That played within a song
Challenges were no more
She had given without a fight
I have nothing to fight for
She replied with all her might
Weakened by life and how it would go away
She took her self and all the pain
And ended it that day
The silence filled the room
As the sorrow filled the air
The darkness had won again
Another soul in despair
When would this all be over?
It seemed like there was no one to care
And the thought of this was weakening me
As I followed her path right there.
The darkness had won again Another soul in despair When would this all be over? full of emotions. life is not always negative. after a night there is always a dawn. think of that. Despair should never keep us down or allow it to conquer. a day of light and joy comes. be sure. We believe in a God who cares for us. Tony
A highly emotive poem of despair. My heart is filled with sadness. The poet is successful in evoking emotions of sorrow and compassion for the lady. One would like to agree with the poet: 'It seemed like there was no one to care And the thought of this was weakening me As I followed her path right there.' and share similar feelings. Very well written.10/10.
Very sad very very sad poem, almost disastrous. It makes me sad to see a life snuffed off like that. The mistake was when she believe that there was nothing to fight for. Yes there is! Life It is a great gift. I like the poem.well written and emotive Mohabeer Beeharry Read myomere sometimes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Swimming in the sea of sadness and drowning in the ditch of despair. A revelation that is rich is raw, rabid realism my friend!