So the Story Goes

Beaten down in heavy turmoils

How is this story going to end

In glory or shame

Riches or poverty

Alone or surrounded by family

In god's grace or his anger

Loved or hated

Admired or feared

In love or embittered by regret

Pure of heart, or heart polluted by vices and deceptions of the eyes

Never seeing you again is the true heartbreak of the story

As the rest is written it seems as though it belongs to someone else

Either way the storms subside, the sun is out

Weights come off, wings fluctuate

Power seeps back from all the familiar places

Endless possibility, endless love to be had with all of its endless pleasure

But to what avail?

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lonelymemories's picture

Really good poem...nice job...