Ilk and Beauty

I wrote this a bit ago as well from when my hope in life was reinstilled, and please note that right now i am in a big rut in my writing and in life, and since i refuse to write anything depressing it will be a while before i put up anything new

When the ilk of life smothers your heart with a cloud of sorrow hold fast to the beauty of life the hope and the dreams you keep near and dear never give in to the temptation the incubus and the succubus that is death for true eternal peace,love and joy shall only find you somewhere among the violent sea, life and should you find yourself battered and bound to a corner break away and face whatever it is that holds you, with a stubborn heart.

Reviews

[Sarah Hawkinson]

That's really a great poem. I love the wording and the meaning. Very inspirational.