This is a poem I wrote for a state competition where I live. The only rule was that it had to be 30 lines or less. I based it off of the battle against adversity and finding the light within. I find that I subconsciously wrote about KH.

As always, I hope you all enjoy and review!


The Torch in the Prison

With the wind, the voices sing
Of freedom, hope, eternal life
For what do we strive for
In this forsaken (world) hour?
I do not know. . .
But—and let us try—if we
Join together, hand by soul
And burn away the forgotten
Senses, untouchable and (tattered) sacred.
Let the ash of fate
Rule all that whisper.
Let the child's shattered dream
Build the crumbling dawn
And virtue restore all faith.
The dark (consumes) presses
Against all light, within
Each of us that fights against
The formidable foe, the hate of all
And together, shall we (rise) fall?

The tears of angels fall steadily down
And fill the cups of beggars who pray to nothing.
And rejoice shall thee praise
In the brightened gloom
To all your hope, unjust.
A new day will break the horizon
And the fire alight, brings new solace.
And in the darkest hours
Our hope, our hearts, our love
Will sprout the eternal life. . .


May the Love of Anuwëy guide you when all Hope is lost

TorNathan