Poem: The Way Astray

Poem: The Way Astray

Apr 11, 2019

A Heart pulsing with tears

And eyes shedding blood

A Chest beating with pain

And a mind under strain

A soul torn between

Promises and dreams

The path which was hardest

And by no means the fastest

Was in fact the wisest

But It was not the chosen way

And into darkness one did stray

Yet there is hope, there is light

For not endless is the night

And from the ashes and dust

Beneath the rubble and rust

Deep can sink those roots

From which burst green shoots

(Binimad Al-Ateeqi)