It's Always Darkest before the Dawn
It's Always Darkest before the Dawn


I see so I know,
That it's always darkest before the dawn,
And so is that insoluble dilemma,
Pouring black on your hope,
Betokening your coming aurora,
Just abide by or grope.
Feelings of hatred,
May hover over,
Words may shift to silence,
And act sober.
Enfold fortitude, as nights too are serene,
And also, the spring of love wouldn't be afar,
It would be nearing to tranquil the mean.
Unnerving sickness, and then death,
Always if humane,
Ends up in the lap of god,
The holiest place for self-discovery,
Not a living pilgrim could find on earth,
Besides the snags and complications,
Pertaining in one's life,
Life would and should, like a wave
Go on...
Because as long as the sun exists,
It would always be darkest before the dawn.