I am here again. The darkness calling me... My dreams are quiet, they whisper me it's time to go. The world is vacuous. I still pretend I feel like I'm at home. Inside I'm empty, dead long ago and everything is meaningless. But still, I hold on that one hope – the world that's meant for me. I still don't know which path to take, which way leads me to my faith. Where is my wonder, my dreams, my end?! Is it Capella in the dark night sky? Or is darkness in the autumn forest? It feels so close and yet, so far away... My kingdom, don't leave me away...
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Author:
Gin.E.L (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 8th, 2016 16:55
- Category: Sad
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WELCOME ELENA ~ Thanks for an elegant poem with a daunting message and a very haunting visual ! Your dreams are empty and meaningless ~ but you are still holding on to one hope ! Many paths ~ many ends .................. ? Is there a sequal ? I hope so ! Yours BRIAN ~ UK
This is so great! Keep writing
Very nicely done...great poem
HI,
WOW! This is kind of a cross between sad and also gothic the way you depict the nature and the darkness... I can feel the autumn chill as I read this, and it captures the imagination to what is causing this sadness and leaving it up to the reader to decide... GREAT JOB!
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