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[tha16thletter]

Been a while since I put a poem up on here... give me some words...

I stand,
with hope in my one hand
and my dreams in the other
the sands of time race to vanquish me
under its cover,
and so I contemplate whether to jump into the wind
with the prayer the commandments of gravity may newly bend
for me,
the moon sends its beams through seams and cracks
to lend for me
its light,
and reflect the matter within my palms tonight
I must scatter the shards
to make the balled fists necessary to brawl and to fight
back
I stand,
back
with my back, to the wall,
I might not stand for so long
a grand or two-thousand strong
and I can’t out run it
because the,
infinite vastness of chronologic crassness
will sweep you up in its grips with illogical fastness
I ask this, I beg and I plead for my sanity
but the price I paid for it was more than all the madness-
I left my haven swinging,
victory is impossible
like a raven singing,
my valediction is probable
in fact, it’s all likely,
but I’ll be damned if I fall
without reclaiming my hopes and dreams
at all,
I said I’ll be damned if I’m gonna fall
without reclaiming my hopes and my dreams...

[Pu the Owl]

This one is powerful. There's a sort of struggle made of oppositions and descriptions of natural elements. Seems decision and strenght of will win, which means there's a lot of hope in it.

I like it, it's very good

[Meiko]

This is a very good poem. I can relate a lot with the feeling you're expressing. I don't know if this is about you or about some fictional character, but really it has a lot in common with my present feelings.