Come Into Light Poem, by Robert Isaacs Chiwala, at My poetic side

I know, light kills passion

Please can you come into light?

Can we really be true, to night?

You know, there is no darkness under the sun

I know, light kills passion

I know, darkness is the fashion

But under the sun much brightness

Only on earth below, outer darkness

I know, light kills passion

I know, darkness can rekindle the passion

I know some magic imaginations, sort of lusting

You know, it cannot be forever lasting

I know, light kills passion

Do you know, in rekindled passion there are sparks

I know, darkness can rekindle the passion

Do you know, there is gnashing of teeth in outer darkness

2781 April 10th, 2023 04:21
Tricky situation, the light is cleansing, passion may not be affected?
L. B. Mek April 10th, 2023 05:42
divide light by veracity
do you assume a resultant, night?
or fractions of light
like sunrays, that cascade upon
sunglasses
eager to dim, what gaiety we're afforded
by nature..
do no be too, hasty
dear youthful vehemence
seek questions, more
than life's certainties, for one
affords, scope
while the other, closes doors
and narrow's horizon's corridors...

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