PAIN REMEMBERS

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

Tears which fell
Dried on embers
Amongst the ashes
Pain remembers
A lonesome night
Dreams blown away
Very little
Left to say.

The long drapes
Crowd the room
Trickling moonlight
Filled with gloom
Hidden fingers
Stroked the air
Of despondency
And dispair.

Upon an hour
To search the soul
Mortality frowns
The hope is old
With gentle footsteps
Moments seek
Stability within
An echo creeps.

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sorenbarrett March 5th, 2026 04:33
Pain has its own after responses of avoidance and so the mind reacts but there remain echoes. Nicely written
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 5th, 2026 04:49
  thanks again always appreciated
- sorenbarrettMarch 5th, 2026 05:03
  Most welcome
orchidee March 5th, 2026 11:19
Good write N.
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 5th, 2026 11:43
  thanks always appreciated
Goldfinch60 March 6th, 2026 01:26
Pain can be seen in many ways Norman, but most times it can be dismissed and life gets better.

Andy
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 6th, 2026 04:22
  that is true, thanks for reading much appreciatede

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