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A Poem By Sarah // 2/8/2008

In a vault

no way out.

Screams,

echoing madly.



A Light,

at the far end.

It frightens,

and draws me.



A Darkness,

holding me back.

I struggle,

but cannot move.



The Light,

it beckons me.

To draw nearer,

but I am held tight.



I scream,

not a cry of despair.

But a cry for help.

The Light draws nearer.



The Darkness,

tightens it’s hold.

The Light,

seeks to pull me away.



In the midst,

of a colossal battle,

between Light and Darkness.

Fought over me.



I clutch,

the Darkness tighter.

Unaware,

I had been clinging to it.



The Light,

asks me,

“do you wish to be free?”

I answer, “yes.”



The Darkness,

screams.

Gripping me more tightly

than before.



I take,

a deep breath.

and let go.

I fall.



I land,

on a Rock,

but it does not

hurt.



I glance up,

the Light all around me.

I rest,

in comfort.



The Light,

pulls me to my feet.

“follow me” it says,

and I obey.

Comments

This is a beautiful poem.

This is a beautiful poem.

Anna | Fri, 02/08/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

good

Very nice Sarah. The feelings I get from the poem are all centered around internal strife - in other words, there's this really strong internal push and pull of emotion. The being in the piece seems to be both drawn to and repelled by the darkness, and likewise to the light.
But tell me: what are dark and light symbolic of here? Is it the classic good and evil? And what was your inspiration for the piece?

Christa | Fri, 02/08/2008

OMGOODNESs!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sarah that is a REALLLLLLYYYY GOOD ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Great Job and keep writing more stuffl ike this!!

*happy face*

Velocity | Sat, 02/09/2008

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The Truth will set you free.

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well,
kinda.
Mostly it's just based off of an essay my older brother wrote, a poem version of it if you will,
I borrowed from his idea a bit, than improvised and uniquized it.
~Sarah H

P.S. is "uniquized" a word????

Sarah | Sun, 02/10/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

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This poem is good

This poem is good; the shortness of the stanzas and lines adds a feeling of breathlessness and conflict. I was drawn in.

Ezra | Sun, 02/10/2008

"There are no great men of God. There are only pitiful, sorry men whose God is great beyond measure." - Paul Washer [originally Jonathan Edwards]

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no its not... a word i mean
(i don't think)

Velocity | Fri, 02/22/2008

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The Truth will set you free.

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thanks for all your comments,
i'm glad ya'll like it.
:D

Sarah | Sat, 02/16/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

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