WaveA Poem by Zero_Edge88
There is a light for us, all of us. We don't know how bright it gets to us but truly we are invited to it. There is a certain brilliance behind it. Perhaps it is the main reason why we choose this light. It allows us to dance and even sing in the midst of the crowd.
However, what happens when the lights do go out. Are we but responsible for turning it back on? Or do we hope for the best someone comes to our rescue and turn the light back on? I believe that lights exude certain amounts of mini explosions in our heads! After all, without this, there wouldn't be a spark in our brain in the first place all because we needed that little light. However, even when the power vested by us is light are we not supposed to share it and give everyone a little hope. After all it is the beauty of it that makes it so fleetingly obvious that it understands music too. Light is music and so is our darkness. We are often reminded that within each brilliance of a nanosecond there is a wave of darkness that keeps us together.
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3 Reviews Added on June 22, 2013 Last Updated on June 22, 2013 AuthorZero_Edge88Tampa, FLAboutHello, greetings, by the time you have read this page I believe the words, "Who are you?" will still resound in your ears for I do not have any answer to that very question myself. I know I'm a writer.. more..Writing
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