New Moon

Damaso

Shadows dancing in the dawn
They rejoice,
They seem to mock me
At the side of my childhood home,
Burned
They look at me and laugh,
At our dreams,
At our wounds,
At every attempt,
At their sacrifice.

  • Author: Damaso (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 22nd, 2025 09:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: The dawn of the fire that never let me sleep again.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 11
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    Powerful and full of sad emotion and grief. It is in such moments that all things seem to jeer. Well written

    • Damaso

      Thank you so much for your kind words during this difficult time. As you sometimes say, I wish it were a great hidden camera. Trying to vent a little, it's very kind of you to stop by and read. Best regards.

    • Tony36

      Powerful

      • Damaso

        Thanks for stopping by, my friend, as always. Best regards.

        • Tony36

          You're welcome

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Wow! A traumatizing moment that would endure in one's psyche for life. A profound poem that expresses that tragic reality. Well done, Damaso! I really do enjoy your work, my friend. 🌹👏🖤🖤

          • Damaso

            Thank you so much for the words of encouragement, my friend. I'm so glad you like it. It's very comforting to find people there who understand. Best regards.

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              You are most welcome!



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