Not knowing what to look for,
a key to an unknown door,
or a tiny star of light
for hope of outside,
even as I held it up
was fading away
yet I hold on.
Not knowing what to look for,
a key to an unknown door,
or a tiny star of light
for hope of outside,
even as I held it up
was fading away
yet I hold on.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | October 24, 2011 - 08:40
Simply a beautiful poem Kahdai. I like the idea of a
key to an unknown door, very mysterious.
Thankyou for sharing.
Jenny.
Highhat | October 24, 2011 - 14:12
Good to hang on to hope in the darkness Kahdai. Nice one
;)Pia
Kahdai | October 25, 2011 - 17:31
Thankyou both :) I suppose it is actually a way out and there is a scottish saying in latin dum spiro spero while I breath I hope or in some case dum spero spiro! Thanks for reading K