Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Tuesday, 17 April 2012

Metal Beaten

A full license to freedom comes from within strong dreams;
In an awe forever beginning and the magic of moonbeams-

The bright sun of defiance burns and melts into rivers ice cold
And so it is, that a soul is beaten to become a pure metal of olde.

Fears awakened into hopes, quench the shores of parched sands,
And relinquish the truths of despair and faith, to fill fate's hands.

A myriad of contests against that comprehensive kismet's glare,
Of injustice overcome through defiance and a resisting stare;

Begin to follow ever forward the imprints of a future to come-
Moving deliberately, ever onwards, as is the soul-song of some.

- J. Bibi 

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