perilous <br />where i feel <br />i'm in. <br />here <br />i feel <br />no heaven <br />no hell. <br />in this world <br />everything <br />around <br />is meaningless. <br />i feel <br />i hoped <br />someone, <br />could <br />say a word, <br />the truth. <br />someone could say <br />where <br />all the hope and faith <br />is? <br /> <br />GOD <br />i pray <br />who's going to be born again <br />who's going to come out <br />of this place? <br />lonely <br />in this valley <br />waiting for the smell <br />of a friend. <br />where, <br />friends <br />are <br />strangers, <br />fools <br />are wise <br />there <br />i can't find <br />any border <br />i'm sick <br />but <br />who's wise? <br />GOD, <br />I need a brush <br />to paint <br />the emptiness <br />inside. <br />the heavenly power <br />to blow <br />to have faith <br />to struggle <br />for a new day. <br />to find meaning <br />faith and hope <br />for <br />this meaningless <br />my past and future.<br /><br />tara mahdavi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-pray-2/
