I embrace the morning
drinking in the emptiness, a handful of broken hope.
It fades away like the mist this feeling of regret, this
bearing of a burden long clenched into a fist. What
part of me understood the suffering I knew not,
perhaps nature wears the colour of one’s raging soul—
The dying blossoms whisper,
waiting in a life filled with stories for death to come
and though every soul must taste as layers of illusion
slowly burn away, I can’t help but wish that it didn’t
have to be this way—
In sombre company of clouds,
I never take myself too seriously, always believing in
the bright side of things, in the aching corners of my
foolish heart I knew that the most dangerous soul is
one who greets adversity with a smile—
All this I feel and more but you
need not hear what goes on inside this Poet’s head,
drinking in the emptiness, a handful of broken hope
I embrace the morning.
Photo credits: Jolygram
Kerry invites us to write a poem as one-sided conversation. Come join us!
Posted on Kerry’s Challenge @ Real Toads
Posted on “Poetry Pantry” @ Poets United
58 Responses
I love your ending stanza. So powerful.
Thank you so much, Debi 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The dying blossoms whisper,
waiting in a life filled with stories for death to come
These lines grabbed my attention as absolutely profound. We are fortunate when such thoughts become poetry.
Thank you so much, Kerry 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
I love the way you have started and ended the poem with the phrase ‘I embrace the morning’, Sanaa. I also like the lines:
‘drinking in the emptiness, a handful of broken hope’;.
and
‘All this I feel and more but you
need not hear what goes on inside this Poet’s head’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love, ‘the dying blossoms whisper’, and the perfect beginning and ending.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The dying blossoms whisper….oh how that line resonated in my soul. All I could think of were young people dying too soon.
Thank you so much, Toni 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
“a handful of broken hope,” that’s so very sad, Sanaa. So forlorn, the entire poem.
..
Thank you so much, Jim 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
‘the most dangerous soul is one who greets adversity with a smile’ ~ cannot stop thinking about your words.
Thank you so much, Helen 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Love this.. especially the last stanza… to hide the darkness and embrace the morning. It’s a way of coping
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
A true winter’s poem, Sanaa. Well done!
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The broken hope, the bearing of a burden. I know those feelings well. I am so glad you embrace the morning. The young must hold onto hope!
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Sherry ❤️
a handful of broken hope…. beautiful.
Thank you so much, Rajani 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
The emotions seem to float along like a line of clouds on a chilly winter morning. It’s interesting, all those conflicting thoughts rolling in an out. But in the end we decide which ones will set the tone for how we face our day.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Rommy ❤️
I like the idea of not taking oneself too seriously but looking on the bright side. We have to do this often times, I think. I like the ending – embracing the morning – important for us to do EACH day!
Thank you so much, Mary 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Smiling in the face of adversity has never appealed to me. 🙂
🙂
“What part of me understood the suffering I knew not,
perhaps nature wears the colour of one’s raging soul”
Something inside us always know what is hurting us – awaiting the acknowledgement.
A beautiful write Sanaa ! and Yes, we must embrace each new day with hope and continue to put our efforts.
Thank you so much, Neeraj 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Luv your faith as you embrace the morning Sanaa
Thanks for dropping by my Sunday Standard today
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
A beautiful conversation I think many of us have with ourselves….necessary as we go through life….powerful with that beginning and ending.
Thank you so much, Donna 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Ah, winter blues. I like the quiet observations you have listed here. And yes, it’s fun not to take ourselves seriously especially during winter – or times when we feel everything stops
Thank you so much, Totomai 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Engaging and well written. Let’s all embrace the morning!
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Beverly ❤️
“…I knew that the most dangerous soul is
one who greets adversity with a smile—”
Wow!
Thank you so much, ZQ 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
How well you write about life and its meaning Sanaa, echoing no doubt many readers feelings too. I am sure many of us would like to chat with you to talk about everything under the sun. ..including me!
Aww gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
Really liked that final stanza,
Elizabeth
Thank you so much, Elizabeth 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
This is crafted so beautifully … wonderful lines … and a stunning close.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
beautiful work, Sanaa. most lines can stand alone as a memorable quote.
i am still thinking about whether “the most dangerous soul is one who greets adversity with a smile”. 🙂
Thank you so much, Cheong 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Like all your work, a wonderful combination of emotion with beautiful words and phrases.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Embrace the morning. It’s a new start. Who knows what can happen!
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Cressida ❤️
I love the “burden long clenched into a fist”and that photo is fantastic.
Thank you so much, Colleen 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I like how your poem opens the door to emotions. It’s good to accept our raw feelings then temper them with our reason. I love the images you describe and frankly, i love this poem.
Aww gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Myrna 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
“”a handful of broken hope” lovely
nature, emotions – keying into sadness – all a poets world I suppose. 🙂
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Margaret ❤️