Oh ye, what is left when hope is gone? Do belief, faith and charity, follow along? Devoid of sunlight, leaving only rain Like child, sole experience being pain Doth we never see or hear again Feelings thought to be with us anon Pleasantly, enjoyment stolen from A world devoid of sunshine whence it came … Continue reading Asunder
The silence that the darkness brings Is erubescent in the night Dusk awakens, the darkness springs To the lively sun when light As my heart’s skin is shed in day Attitude is centripetal Twilight comes with tranquil focus You are my child in the lotus.
The bird seemed to follow my roving eye As he walked beyond where I lie He seemed to know, with eye I spy - Sitting there that day. He never seemed to have a care No matter for how long I stared Or how controlling was my glare He was there, it seemed, to stay … Continue reading Poem – My bird