Hope: Ever Changing Fiction

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The Fall of the Damned by Peter Paul Rubens

The Fall of the Damned by Peter Paul Rubens

An abyss of dead hopes, 
a graveyard of desires 
Unrelenting journey into hollow, 
a barren dreamland of dreamer 

A mass of flickering hearts, 
with souls long slaughtered. 
Each running after the other, 
and other running after each. 

I wander beyond horizon, 
with a desire to hit the bottom, 
Meet the flaring eyes that in mist 
promise a otherwise tomorrow. 

For there I find solace and 
a patting reassurance that settles 
and yet sometimes incites 
a tornado within. 

Eyes kindled, flair of hopes, 
promising smile on the lips, 
A comforting heart within, 
pledges for eternal peace.

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