I thought t’was there just yesterday
But nay, I see it not
The sun has gone, it’s disappeared
As now I feel distraught
My working eyes, they dare not seek
To find one to replace
For the sun that melted my cold heart
Shines not upon my face
My lips, that with my tongue, so sang
Are deplete of lovely tune
The sun has gone for all my days
And with it, went the moon
Alas, this darkness, that now enshrouds
It blankets with a grip
I’ll miss my sun and midnight moon
As I slumber in this crypt
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Michael (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Simply awesome!
Thank you, really appreciate this!
Mmmmm yearning....for something/someone irreplaceable. A memory....of what was. Beautiful!!
Liz, thank you for all your wonderful words of encouragement.
My working eyes, they dare not seek
To find one to replace
For the sun that melted my cold heart
Shines not upon my face
Beautiful. ❤️.
I really appreciate that, Teddy, thank you!
I understand this as the ebb and flow of life, and sometimes by day.
Waves of sadness, anger, regret, pain and misery come in seeming from no where and 'blankets with a grip'. Like walking around with an invisible, personal, dark cloud over your head.
'My working eyes, they dare not seek
To find one to replace'
Knowing or remembering the days that felt lighter and despite the darker feelings, understanding nothing in that field will provide that.
Great write!
I really appreciate your reaction and comments on this, thank you!
It is somehow classical reminding me somewhat of Poe. Its hauntingly dark with a gentle nature that lulls one one beyond the river Styx. I can almost hear Charon rowing with its rhythm.
Poe? Wow, thanks. My dad had an original "Raven" I can remember as a kid. A huge, binding broken, but all pages in tact book. That's when I felll in love with everything Poe, the gothic, but romantic type of writing. Thank you
Awesomely rhymed poem flowing superbly missing the sun. Works both literally and metaphorically. Kudos!!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
Thank you and will get there today
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