Life seems to suggest
A new distant pathway
And if it is a cruel test
What am I suppose to say?

Now my time is with the moon.
All the stars are in my hand
Whenever hope comes into bloom
And fate I try to understand.

What sacrifice is to sit
And wait for an answer
When there is no exit and
Your heart is in tears.

All those fears are alive again
And I shall remain quiet while
Life doesn’t provide me a clue
To paint my sky with a new hue.

But if time allows, I will resist
And my soul shall insist on
Living without despair even if
Fate itself (about me) doesn’t care.

Tweet

Comments on this poem/writing:

Click here to read other Poems by Karla Bardanza

Copyright©2017-1999 by Rebecca R. Hammack

COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved.   No part of this website, including all pictures and written words,  may be reproduced or copied in any manner from this website without  permission of the original author of the work.  All poetry and pictures herein remain the sole property of the original author and/or copyright owner.  All poetry on this website has been submitted by the original author of the work. To contact any author of the work please e-mail: dreamer@dreamersreality.com  so the proper person may be notified.