THE SIGH OF A BROKEN SPIRIT I lived in fear and terror, my hope was hopeless, my heart was unbelieving, my mind was doubtful, and my spirit so overwhelmed by great sorrow and depression, indeed, it was the sigh of a broken spirit All in my life was less what I imagined, my past clanged to my flesh that the present life was a true shadow of my past, and my future never seem bright but ever darkness like closed graves I ran and ran to and fro searching for a light of salvation in the pleasures of the flesh but in no clue it was just adding to my worries and sorrows, that the brightness of my future darkened the more and the empty holes of my hope widened that my hope become truly hopeless I lifted my eyes over the dreams I had, over the desires of my youth but all i saw was the future under dark shadows, I lived an imaginary life, my true colors were the sigh of a broken spirit Who can save me out of this misery and pain? Who can allow me to move without worry and doubt? Who can free me from a hopeless hope? l just imagine it can be soon, the sigh of a broken spirit #Poetry by Wiseman Tshirangwona Moosa on #Word
Posted on: Sun, 11 May 2014 12:00:00 +0000
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