Hope
This is what the front line is like
A line where all have stood at points in life
A trial of tears, stress and pain
Deception is an ugly site
There is some sort of delight
A small beam of hope in the dark disarray
The only thing to keep me sane
A glow so far away, shines so bright
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Short, simple and to the point. Not many things rival poems such as these. I do want to point out the last word in your poem "cite," I believe you meant "site," Quick fix though, nothing too much of a hassle. I would love to see where else you can go with this piece, in giving more depth to the issues or themes you are putting in here. A short poem is amazing but perhaps another stanza (so that it doesn't make it much longer) will help with that- just my own opinion.
Thank you for sharing this,
Rebecca