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to my dearest consort
My dearest consort
I have been finding myself more with in the rain.
I can only hold fast and wait for the days of sunshine once again for me here.
Setting and wondering of what tomorrow holds for me. but even the light of day has past.
Grim days flock to my side like snow flakes in the cold winter.
I guess holding a broken heart and a shattered life as of days past once again.
Why for so many times must life repeat as a dream of horror entwined into my very blood line.
Will I ever find the life that I so long for. The one last rainbow filled with colors of heaven.
Will it be in the last nights of time.
Will I fall from grace its self as I crawl closer to the edge of nothingness.
With only a heart filled with despise and hatred for what I have always wanted.
Last few words:
i have been working this poem for awhile. this is the frist draft. that was wrote along time ago. it still seems like something is missing somehow.
Editing stage:
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Comments
raj
Sun, 2011-07-17 05:15
Night Writer
this write does express the forlorn grim mood ..i am sure it will be more expressive once you tweak up this first draft..
for example "chilly winter" could be more expressive..
similarly you could consider "will it be my final call" instead of "final night"
just a few wee bits of suggestions...
raj (sublime_ocean)