Window of Hope

Window of Hope

A Poem by Neythan Cardoso
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Have you ever felt like there was no other way out?

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I have his construction of my sadness

Tightly gripped and the white in my hands

Woven ever so perfectly and spiraled with care

The smell of rain fresh in the air

This window I have created I peek

And I see paradise, I see the trees blowing in the wind

I pull away and everything is dry and dark

So much sorrow in the air

Staining my world into a deceased grey

I peek my head through the window and I begin to feel the breeze

I can feel the warmth of the sun on my skin

And I close my eyes and I see the Rays peeking though my closed eyelids

I take one last big breath and I leap into my window my sanctuary that I have created

I release my grip and condemn my position

And slowly my vision fades

And the sound of the breeze and the ray of the sun begin to evaporate

My life

My world

Where is it going?

This isn't what I wanted

This isn't what I painted

"My son why have you done this?"

I look down in my all white robes

The lord next to me and my guardian angel sobbing

The glorious gates of heaven before me

"My child you may not enter my kingdom"

And I questioned why

He responded that I have committed many sins and my heart was heavy

So I plunged into darkness

Not into hell

This darkness is absolute silence

I hear the cries of my mother

Screaming for her child yelling to the lord to welcome me into the gates of heaven and live for eternity

Screaming to the day where we will meet again when we will finally be together for eternity

My grandmother with rosary in hand

My father on the floor

My youngest brother lips purple for his most important young man in his life has left him behind.

Faces of insane confusion for as why I have left them behind on earth

I hear the shouts of pain and sorrow forever and into tomorrow

And into a deep slumber I fall and fall

Forever.

© 2015 Neythan Cardoso


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Wow. Simply wow. I feel like this was painful to write, but it was so eloquent in flow and imagery that I commend you on a valiant effort. 100/100.

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Neythan Cardoso

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Thank you so much for your review! it makes me so happy to know people appreciate my work!



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This is an amzing emotional poem witha good heartfelt story behind it. Honestly, i loved it. Good work! keep it up man!

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Wow, this was a moving piece. I had a friend who attempted suicide this year and barely made it through this poem makes me extra grateful that he did. Great read thanks for sharing.

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Neythan Cardoso

8 Years Ago

See, and the people who leave comments like this that motivates me to make the work that I do, And t.. read more
This is a beautifully written piece. Well done.

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Neythan Cardoso

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Thanks so much! its amazing to think that people value my work like you do! Please feel free to take.. read more
Please feel free to let me know how you guys feel about my work!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Wow. Simply wow. I feel like this was painful to write, but it was so eloquent in flow and imagery that I commend you on a valiant effort. 100/100.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neythan Cardoso

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your review! it makes me so happy to know people appreciate my work!

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Added on October 30, 2015
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Tags: sorrow, pain, suffering, heartbreak, suicide, choice, path, love, escape

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Neythan Cardoso
Neythan Cardoso

Stoughton, MA



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