The warm glow on your skin.
That beautiful silvery sheen.
Specks of sparkles in the sky,
That adds a shimmer to your eye.
Concrete beneath your feet,
As you gaze into the abyss.
From whence and hence you hear its call,
Under its spiral, you shall fall.
Flashes of memories bring a drop.
A one, a two, the littlets flop.
Not up nor down, but seized in the air,
As you say "Goodbye cruel world, my dear".
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Author:
ILuminous (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 21st, 2023 18:10
- Comment from author about the poem: A simple poem from a simple beginner
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
your sleep is very creative and your world seems not so cruel my dear...
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