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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