I Dare To Dream!

The agony deep inside me fumes,
as darkness around me looms.
My world is crumbled as it seems,
and yet I dare to dream.

I stand and gape, find no escape,
and soon despair eclipse.
Though dented is my self-esteem,
but still I dare to dream.

No friend approach and hold my hand,
forthcoming is my abyssmal end.
Desparately I gather my shattered hopes,
then why do dare to dream?

I weep and pray all through the night,
I call you Jesus with all my might.
My heart is swollen upto the brim,
Oh! still I dare to dream.

Ceaseless though my grief appears,
for me my God is always there.
One day I know I will cross the streams,
and so I dare to dream.

by joana bluementhal

Comments (3)

A wonderful expression of hope. A message that says, 'never give up.' I love it.
A lovely poem. Wonderful allusion about crossing the streams.
Beautiful poem, joana... very inspiring! Keep writing! Brian