A tiny glow in the dark,
Shivering with the cold wind.
Tormented, scared to surrender !
A struggling ray in the dark
Dented and stabbed to limp
Trembles by holding his heart !
A tiny will in the dark,
Waging a war with his broken sword
Tries to vanish an army of dark!
A fading spark in the dark
Ignites the hopes in the grave,
Before it sleeps in glorious past !
©2020 Piyush Singh
What a lovely piece. « Before it sleeps in glorious past! » So true! Really left an impression upon me.
Thank you so much for connecting with this…
Oh wow….magnificent poem, Piyush. Hope you’re doing well.
Thank you so much navin…I m fine…I hope u r doing great too..
You’re welcome, Piyush. It’s good to know you’re doing fine. Haven’t seen you around lately. I’m doing good, thanks.
Piyush a wonderful composition . It is the tiny spark which does wonders .
Thank you so much veena…
Really good, and you’re right. It only takes something small get something much bigger.
Thank you so much Benjamin for your kind words…Merry Christmas 🎄!