Did my deep sigh echo
When the world was asleep
Those tears of sorrow
Unseen but to keep.
The clocks hands repeat
Why this obssession of time ?
Reminding me again
Life in decline.
Tears in salted rebellion
To my mind springs
Troubled breathing reminds
Less crowns, more kings.
I coveted beauty
Natures pure smile
Innocent yet cruel
The lone vine to climb.
Away to a distance
That now is in view
I leave only my words
Simply.. to you.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments1
Very well done.
I thank you again for your kind words
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