I saw in the breaking daylight,
Silent chaos,
Dwindling,
Hoping against
Lives we lead left unlived.
Its my turn to lead.
I have awoken to the day.
And what will come my way
And what will come my way?
I have awoken to the day.
Its my turn to lead lives
we lead left unlived, hoping against
Dwindling silent chaos.
I soar In the breaking daylight.
- Author: Kenny O'Donnell (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 22nd, 2024 13:29
- Comment from author about the poem: My first attempt at a palindrome poem.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
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