Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-28428152-20180405215807

This poem obviously has no place here, but I post it hoping it might cheer somebody up :)

Though the pain may last so while

And the tears seem to burn so deep your cheeks

The joy of a jest brings forth a smile

As you long to hear a loved one speak

There seems to be nothing in a world of starkness

The evil seems to be so prominent

But the light cannot shine without the darkness

And you have to let the light be dominant

Though the lilies seem to wilt and weep

There will always be more on the morrow

Though the pain of life into your skin so seeps

Change is bound to leave behind the sorrow

The inchworm nibbles at the jade-green leaves

Crawling along in uniform marches

The dead leaves float into the autumn seas

Leaving behind barren branches

The dust piles upon the white windowsill

And so grimy are the panes

But behind lies a visage so tranquil

All you have to do is wipe the dirt away

In the end it’s all the same

You wish for a last message to send

Many have gone and came

But for you, peace will be the end 