ECHOES LONELY

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

Solitude pines
Behind the lies
Of mistrust
And self doubt
Its awkward gaze
Its cruel ways
Its angered voice
To shout.

The lonely days
Ignorant ways
That swiftly
Turn to night
Its curtains drawn
A lacklustre thorn
That bites into
The flesh.

Dawns eyes to wake
An empty gate
That moves
Within the wind
A bitter choice
No confident voice
Just echoes lonely
Sad despair.

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Comments +

orchidee March 16th, 2026 03:15
Good write N.
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 16th, 2026 03:36
  thanks appreciated
sorenbarrett March 16th, 2026 03:16
I get a sad lonely and despondent feel to this write. It reports a lack of energy of belief failing in hope. A sad write
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 16th, 2026 03:37
  thanks for reading, much appreciated,
- sorenbarrettMarch 16th, 2026 04:10
  You are most welcome
Goldfinch60 March 17th, 2026 02:10
Such sad words Norman that drew me into each word.

Andy
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 17th, 2026 02:21
  thanking you much appreciated as always

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