A morning rise
Like
A mother’s birth
From the womb
Of miracles
And twilight wishes,
Spawn
The joy
Never seen before
As
Day break finds
Find happiness
In being
Cute and coy…
The aroma
Of life
Invades
The flared nostrils
Stifling scents
Became
Hope’s breath
In a mangled
Congestion
…
A black night
Of darkness
Wept and fled,
Giving way
To the chorus and warmth
Of a morning’s wealth,
As desperate souls
Seek escape
From the shadows’ chains
Like the pain
Of broken aching hearts
Being poured
Into a hungry hell…
A morning rise
Releases the imagination
Of a reality’s claim
From
Collecting on the debts
Of distraught minds
And homeless hearts;
Drowning
In the seas
Of blameless faults
So it would seem,
As the pamphagous
Midnight hour
Tries to steal
The joy
Which comes
In the morning
Rise new day
And claim;
Your prize,
For
All of us!!!
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