Where are my words ?
As the night falls
Deaths final breaths
No longer the dawn
Life whispers farewell
Moments echo in time
The veil it is tighter
Fragments collide.
Where are my words ?
That kept me sane
When life in its cruelty
Tortured my brain
When the injustice
In ribbons fell like rain
I picked up a pen
Yes it kept me sane.
Now in hindsight
Mere mortal to leave
Upon waves of darkness
As if in a dream
Guide me along
A path well tread
No longer the dawn
Mortality is dead.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments4
Lethal words to live from dawn to dusk and beyond ...
thanks for reading, appreciated Lorenz
Good write N.
thanks, as always appreciated
I have walked that trail and with the pen preserved a little sanity. A lovely write in rhyme and flow as well as the message it carries a fave
most kind, thanks and as always much appreciated
You are most welcome
Wow a powerful piece.I have so many thougthts coming from this poem. Overall there is a sense of wonder and despair mingled together.A fascinating journey here.Well done
much appreciated and many thanks for reading
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