The waning light
comes from above
it knows what you are thinking of
It knows exactly when you hurt
it knows when you remove your shirt
revealing scars, revealing pain
when you try to remove the stain
That sadness left upon your heart
It knows when you will fall apart
It feels the crack begin to widen
and when the thoughts begin to frighten
You
the blade you hide beneath your pillow
How you sit beneath the willow
wondering right when he will go
Believe the waning light above
when it says you deserve love
ignore the darkness creeping in
someday you will rise again
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Author:
pots-and-pans (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The name of the poem is probably the exact opposite of what the actual poem is. Also, hooray, a rare rhyming poem! I'm usually too lazy to write these.
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Comments3
ah, you write beautifully about light, the deep connection of all things related. light essentially is life and your transition to poetry is exquisite.
And you have 'risen' above yourself with this poem!
there is a great simplicity, almost an innocence, about this poem which is all the better for it - you are a born poetess - keep writing.
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