In my eyes stars shimmer
like in the murky puddles
that line the streets
shadows consume their
light as they dance under
my feet.
Sunset has long faded
and is washed from my
concious thoughts.
Now the stars are
extinguished,
the last pigment of
visible light the moon
a cresent tear already
cried. Soon it will
drip from the sky like
ivory wax melted by flame...
"Dawn" echos
in my thoughts and in
my words
mending the broken
threads of hope... waiting
for sunrise a new day
though it's the same...
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Whoa! this is amazing,iam speechless!!
My favourite part was
Sunset has long faded
and is washed from my
concious thoughts.
Now the stars are
extinguished,
the last pigment of
visible light the moon
a cresent tear already
cried. Soon it will
drip from the sky like
ivory wax melted by flame...
Which covers half of the poem..its just toooooo good!!
Great job!
keep on writing!
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Very nice! The poem gives me a feeling of stillness
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Imagery still continues to be your forte, Destiny...Hope still is awaiting in this poem....Love your portrayal of it here! Grandma
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I dont know about you,but it seems to me as a beautiful way to describe the loss of hope. But it may not be intended as that. Amazing poem, Autumn, absoulutely beautiful.
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