Monday 28 November 2011

[PT] Hope Is Just Another Dying Faith

Name: Adam Ar-Rashid
Class: LG2201A
Semester: 1
Title: Hope Is Just Another Dying Faith
Work Count: 276
Category: Poem
Brief Summary: N/A
Other Details: -

Throughout this unknown I tense to walk alone
Crossing air for any miserable do and don’ts
Still, the uncertainty blinded the faith of many
To the point where the right mind turn to another crazy

Left and right seems a lot alike
The understanding of it alone is a losing faith
Which directions need to be followed?
That's the million buck question left in dark hollow

Faith is not something sweet but with a lovely price
It’s one of the reasons why so many failed to thrive
Losing it is only the beginning of one’s Dark Age
Swelling numbers of converters into losing faith

Faith is not alone fighting the creatures of the dark
Side by side a further entity comes to make them both spark
Together they shoved the light into the darkest heart of elopes
It’s none other than faithfully equitable hand man, HOPE

A dying faith can’t stand alone in all this desolation
Hope ain’t that strong to give any handful resurrections
Hope is also a dead end but some choose to believe
Amalgamation of them both might bring the lost cause safe

But who we to judge to compare them both,
We are all damnation, all together, slave of the sloth
There’s always a magnifying darkness bloating in every single heart seized
What’s there left to deem in, faith is losing, hope if far of reach
Alone in the dark, some of us feel already comfortable with,
Just another reason that make us one of the lusting beast,
The battle of light and darkness is far from over,
It’s all on us to be whether free or bonded to the darkness forever.


EDITED BY: Maisarah binti Ahmad Kamil

2 comments:

Young Scriptor Club said...

This is a very deep poem, exploring so many things that just doesn't have a perfect definition, except for what we give them. Decisions, hopes, dreams, faith, life itself - I think the poem addresses a whole lot of questions about life that we keep on asking ourselves, which I do like.

Some stanzas are confusing, which requires a reader to read them several times to finally understand. It's not that bad a thing (poetry usually needs re-reading to understand). Still, I have to say that once again, I like the last stanza best, especially the last two lines. The battle of light and dark. Very good!

aCe+ said...

thanks and yes, this is a poem with stressing question about life..