The sun has now setted
How the time flies
And the little boy layed in bed
Scared of the dark night
So many creatures lurking
Under shroud of moonlight
Imagination, as they were
But the boy couldn't tell what was right
And the boy was in fear
Oh so terrified
When would the sun come
And take back the night?
The boy grew older
The lad was twice his size
Yet still in his mind
He was that little boy terrified
Many new struggles
Now entered his life
The promises when he was younger
All were honest lies
And the boy was anxious
He didnt know why
Surely there is more to this
There must be more to his life
The boy grew older
He was a proper young guy
But further in his soul
He was that little boy terrified
The world has grown colder
Color had lost all light
At the bottom of a bottle
He would drift off into the night
And as the boy dreamed away
An image crossed his mind
That of his little self
Scared and terrified
The boy grew older
Now old, at the end of life
Deep within his heart
He was that little boy terrified
He grasped the few seconds left
He didnt want to say goodbye
Scared of the nothingness
The end of all conscious life
And the boy was scared
As his world was losing sight
He didnt want to return
Back to that endless night
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Author:
Jal (
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This poem goes full cycle and as day goes to night so life goes to death. Fear is a life long thing for some that wish not to loose something. A lovely write
Thank you, mate 🤘
Superbly rendered with a subtle, yet painfully haunting poignancy which half culls tears for the charming boy whose soul none comforted. Thank you so very much for sharing.
I am happy to hear you enjoy my poem, mate. Thank ya 🤘
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