Each Passing Day Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
Each Passing Day
As I wake up
Early in the morning anew;
Still hoping that the sun
Shall come shining through.
The nights before
In the dark I was alone;
Crushed and shattered,
I did silently moan.
The mornings after
Were the same as before;
Sorrow engulfed my mind;
As it did to my heart's core.
I didn't know
What hit and struck me;
Worse, no one knew how
To save me from agony.
I couldn't eat
And sleep well enough;
Presence of mind I needed
During those times so tough.
The pain of anguish
Put me in disbelief;
How could I overcome
The anxiety and grief?
Now I look up
As my teary eyes I close;
I say a fervent prayer
To help me stay composed.
Each passing day
Is a blessing from God above;
He makes me all the more abound
In faith, in hope, and love.
sadness sometimes takes tool on your mind...cheers..nice poem
Truly one of the best of your poems I've ever read....A poignant feeling, I can almost cry while reading every word of it... Cheering you up from the agony by the power of faith, hope and love...I really loved this poem...thanks, Bernard...you are truly an inspiration. +++++++++10
As I wake up Early in the morning anew; Still hoping that the sun Shall come shining through. I am truly touched by this top-of-the-line poem, sir Bernard.
An inspirational poem from the acrostics master, a journey from pain through hope and salvation. Very nicely written.
Now I look up As my teary eyes I close; I say a fervent prayer To help me stay composed. Such a tearjerker poem, dear Bernard.....................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A fun rhyming piece enjoyed reading, thanks for sharing
Thanks, Howard.... I appreciate your kind words....