Elusive words crawl across my mind
The sun burning through makes them hard to find
For during the day when other ones wander
My mind is left unable to ponder
Yet falling of dusk brings me alive
The most beautiful day is at eventide
A creature of darkness was how I was born
Dreading the light of the earliest morn
The lurkers of dark cannot hurt me
For I am one of them you see
The shadows surround me in their warm embrace
I dance to songs with the gloaming's grace
The night's only rhythm will keep me in thrall
As I bend to the will of it's dark call
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Author:
Azura Nightsong (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: heres a happier one! I'm rather proud of it, I hope you enjoy.
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Comments3
Yes, I enjoyed it quite a bit in fact. Very well written piece, Azura!
Thank you!
Beautiful write
Very good write, the darkness of the day can have a very strong impact on us all.
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