Where there's no light at hopes summit
The darkness will guide me
Like a compass of resilience
To trace the souls stoic marquee
For my wings shall never taper
Through Life's theater of cruelty
These scars will make applauds
And turn a tragedy to comedy
When my feet find dominion
Against the closing time of tides
I'll breath, evervescent
And toast the shadows, Purified
Beautifully written. Very inspirational. I enjoyed every single line of this masterpiece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another excellent piece Bravo! ! ! !