The crawling
The climbing
The clambering on,
On towards the depths
The depths of dispare
The running
The guessing
The doubting
From Beyond all the begging,
Stentch in the air
The falsehoods
The lies
The stories untold
Revealing the real
Unravelling what's old
The thinking
The shouting
The quiet within
How ever it appears
It's the end where I begin.
31/8/21
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its beautiful well done and keep on writing illia.
Thank you for your comment, I'm still writing and have published many more poems please read and any comments are welcome x
Good write. Thank you for posting it.
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