Babbling Brook

dessiel

By this babbling brook I lay

Cold and unblinking

My life suddenly forsaken

Taken

The stone, by my head it lays,

Covered in the red of who I used to be,

As dark as the midnight sky

And as I look to the setting sun,

My life floats away on the babbling brook.

 

  • Author: dessiel (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2017 11:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • germanamericanchurch

    Forsaken taken sounds nice to say:)

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME DESS ~ thanks for your first poem !
    In a shady nook ~ By a babbling brook ~ All our life can just float away ~ It happens ! Thanks for sharing ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my PETS POEM ~ Thanks B.



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