nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

LONELY STREETS

Each shadow
By moonlight falls
Distant is
The coming dawn
Each streetlight
That paves a way
Flickers wild
Like thoughts astray.

The heavy breath
Of time relates
Each passing moment
Touching fate
Each lonely step
Echoes out
In silence
The mind to shout.

The heart that beats
A steady drum
Is measure of
What youve become
In solitude
Beside the crowd
The lonely streets
Speak so loud.