I dont need help

I dont need help

A Poem by Helena

I would raise my voice to cry for help

But that would be just another step

              to the end

For a soul with no reasons to take any help

For one who would not take any step   

                                     To the end that comes      

                          To take all away.

May be someone would do

         One     who has hopes and craves

         No broken wings, no stormy waves

In the oceans colder than ice,

                      Waters are darker than nights…

My nights are filled with endless dreams

They carry my thoughts, sometimes it seems

They get real for a second or two

Becoming tangible and true!

    I would ask to help me or probably not,

For dreams are endless and nights are too short…

 

 

 

 

 

© 2015 Helena


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jb
Lots of expression here. Nice job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Helena

9 Years Ago

Thanks, Jess!
jb

9 Years Ago

Your welcome :)
Great write dear. It amazing prospect.

I would ask to help me or probably not,
For dreams are endless and nights are too short…


Posted 9 Years Ago


Helena

9 Years Ago

Thanks for reading!
Saddam

9 Years Ago

Most welcome dear.
Beautifully written! I like the line "oceans colder than ice"......sometimes even a cry of "I don't need any help" is the biggest cry of help there is.....:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helena

9 Years Ago

Thank you! don't really know if anyone of us is able to help the other !

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Helena
Helena

Yerevan, Armenia



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