Listen

[drippingmind]

Heed
to the cries of
a knocking soul-
a pilgrim from the past
imprisoned beyond
the memory of dreams
that fade.

Listen to
the hum of
the cunning waves-
enticing souls to embrace
a world where agony
holds the reigns of evil desires
fueled by illusions with
an overpowering spell stronger
than currents of guilt.

Keep on
listening until
time will expose the
shining truth beyond
the sweetness of
pretensions hidden at
the lustful valleys within
the hearts of unrepentant
souls dwelling in illusionary thrones-
but not for long.

Listen
to the sigh of
the passing hours-
as the mocking beats of
blackened heart’s would know
defeat and perish with the deafening
roar of cheers when the breathing earth
shouts to proclaim hope -from
the tomb that's never empty.

©2009leofinajanegalleta
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[Eagel21]

Dripping - Exactly, Exactly - We are always reminded of hope!!

BEAUTIFUL
Eagel21

[Mizclaws]

beautifully written

mc

[Shalden]

there in do we lay our hearts....amoungst the wave in restfull peace.. a wonderously imagination spurring write..hmmm..many thoughts..very very well done

[wordtamer]

Nicely penned Jane...
Read it through a couple of times

[Flowingpen]

I have to echo the thoughts above. In the end, there is always hope. Love the imagery in this! Awesome write!

[Shalden]

Lots of things do we hear but do we feel...is it the picture your seeing or what you want to...you cannot always believe only what you see...a wonderful read for me...truly well done

[jayskumar]

brilliant write..

Jay

[drippingmind]

Dripping - Exactly, Exactly - We are always reminded of hope!!

BEAUTIFUL
Eagel21

thanks a lot Eagel, :-)

[drippingmind]

beautifully written

mc

glad you liked it, mc, :-)