To Hold, to Be

This poem is a ballad about ourselves, our lives and journey.

To Hold, To Be

Tell me what it’s like to stroll, on sandy terrains

knowing what is to be,

evading crumbs left by transgressors,

assuring yourself of who you are, in the rains.

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To hold your hands, and shut unwanted marks

To explain known destiny 

securing your soul of untamed remarks

a plan duly thought of in time.

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Tell me they can’t dent your heart

you have come this far

in times you have stopped to restart

and analysed your fractious path.

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To hold your journey, it takes courage;

and the malaise rhythm parts you

To hide your sorrows, you breach your memories

and find who you thought you knew

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Tell me you will hold your hands again

you will go far, without delusion,

thus time will favour your set plan

and set you free from seclusion.

Reviews

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This poem has a wonderful cadence, where the sum is truly greater than the sum of the parts. I can't explain it, it just had a wonderful setting and "melody in the mouth"