Midnight Musings (#5)

An almost full moon night with urban lights
Tomorrows seem endless
Rife with possibilities
But only on the nights before.

The actual morrow
Breaks the illusion
My hopes and dreams
Disappear and go ‘poof’.

I panic, panic
And panic some more
At the end of the day
My heavy heart goes ‘woof’.

I Cry; and, I Hope!

Just a reminder: to hope, despite everything else. Hope is that scrap of wood that we hold on to, amidst a sinking ship and turbulent seas. Hope saves lives every single day. It could mean a world of difference to someone struggling to get through everyday. So, have hope, spread hope and discuss hope 💚 Pay it forward, people!

I cry
With nostalgia
With vexation
With barely repressed
Frustration.

I cry
For the loss
For all the never will be(s)
For my utterly lacking
Current should be(s).

I pray
To Her
To guide and protect
To save my wretched being
From fading into nothing.

I pray
For us
For peace
For there to be joy,
And beauty.

I wish
To grow
To help
To be kind
In thoughts and deeds.

I wish
For goodness
For courage
For the heart
That breaks but also heals.

I hope
To wonder
To wander
To dream
Of a world with favour.

I hope
With my soul and spirit
With my strength of will
With all of my stubborn heart
That we shall survive,
And thrive
In the thrills of life.