Heart broken,
Hopes trashed
Fate laughing
At you, unabashed
All your dreams
Lying shattered
Everything that
To you mattered
Lost in abyss
Never to be found
Vast stretches of
Emptiness all around.
In this landscape
Bleak, dismal
Future appears
Dark, abysmal.
***
Slowly, stealthily
Darkness gives way
Almost imperceptibly
Creeps up the day
A day brand new
With hope, brimming
Just as the last glimmer
Of hope was dimming..
Hope now stands
Resurrected
Dreams have now
Been redirected.
Bent but not broken
You spring back again
Promise of a new day
Has dissolved the pain.
Passion...unbridled 
Nice composition with this one, having the first stanza describe the darkness and the pain. Setting the reader up just like you’d set up for a new day. Good message.
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Thanks, I feel like I am doing that in most of my poems, just cannot bear to leave on a sad note.
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I completely understand, I’ve done the same in a lot of my own poems. 🙂
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