A crescent morning
With an unfulfilled Sun
Day drags on
No cheers, no crying
Listless movements
Boundless energy of depression
Curtain falls on the day
Moon hesitant on the sky
Like an uninvited guest
Not sure whether to stay
Or to walk away
Surefooted night
Conquers all
No embellishments
No false sense of beauty
Poignant in stark and raw
It's the pitch black sun
Let's love the night
Let's forget the Sun
Day blinds us all
With false promises
Binds us in elusive hope
Night sings Freedom
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Author:
Rebellion In Sanity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 22nd, 2024 12:19
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
I love to feel of this poem. It has some sense of darkness to it, but at the same time as feelings of hope.
Thank you so much for the valuable comments.
Beautiful work.
Thank you very much
Very nicely poemed in my very humble opinion .. Neville
Thank you so much. Really appreciate your kind words
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