flicker

There's this light in me
I felt it's beam and rays
I let it scattered through
The darkness of this place

With hopes and dreams that black
Could turn into pure white
Like storm and thunder that
Can be quiet for a while

They say that flicker of light
Could be that burning flame
When wind blows into it
The fire won't be the same

I want to keep this light
This fire within my heart
And only you could help me
To keep this flame alive

You gave your words of promise
A pledge I won't forget
But there inside my room
That fear is on my sheet

And somehow the light could turn
Back into flicker, so sad
The spark will end into ashes
When good change into bad

So please help me keep this
The flicker that once you made
Let's keep this light of us
Don't let this color fade.

Author's Note

fighting writer's block

Reviews

[Eddie Davis]

If you are fighting writer's block, as you said, and yet wrote 'Flicker', I would say you are winning the battle. Very nicely done. Remember, all raging fires began at one point with a small flicker of flame. Still thinking and praying for you, Dhaye

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Thank you so much, Eddie.

[Coyote Poetry]

We can be many colors my dear friend.
"So please help me keep this
The flicker that once you made
Let's keep this light of us
Don't let this color fade."
The above lines, I do understand. We must attempt to keep the love flame burning always. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[NeiL ArandA]

What an awesome idea Dhaye . Love the introspection on this one. I have been as well on a long and extended writers block. After my piece " Butterflies and Dandelions " ... that's it ... I have scribbled so many lines with different ideas and topic but could never expound it. I used to pen poem in a single day. I think I lost my mojo ...
Its same thing when I was or have been playing and studying and training to be a strong chess player. I reached my peak and defeated my strongest opponent and nemesis . I have a feeling that my poetry life is about to come to bittersweet end ...The spark is gone and the fire is spent ... wait wait wait ..I think I am spinning some lines here that could turn into a piece ...HaHaHa

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Neil, you are really a chessmaster. Even in your poems, I can see how clever you are. Don't forget that your smart ideas are not new to me. I know how your mind works. Lol. Your poetry won't stop. It is also your passion. You just make it sure that what you post is excellent. So let's just wait for that.
Thank you for the visit.

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Very nice, Dhaye! I see no writer's block lol

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Thanks, Michael.

[gabrielle]

i could not see or feel any trace of writer's block in here. Although i believe that a writer, like you, will always find something to write about. there's still the need to be zealous in nurturing that flicker.

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Thanks, Gab. When you sat at the front of your laptop, placed your fingers on the keys, tapped some of them alternately with backspace and delete...then ended to the same blank space. Ahh, those moments got me mad. But you're right. I always find something to write about. That's why a certain writing site is that one I considered as a solution to this problem. There I can write even few words and presto, a poem. Short scribbles are allowed, even six words or less. LOL. Actually, this piece is written first on that site.

[The Quill]

it is a beautiful poem, what a great flow it has
hey you have your own world of imaginations, you will be out of writer's block soon, moreover from this poem it is hard to believe that u r facing it :)
beautiful poem

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Thank you!