O darkness of the night
Why
This world is so hollow
Hearts so heavy
Minds so light
Form
Tattered and torn
Like a knackered rag doll
Soul
Flying stray in the sky
Like an unmoored kite
Tales
Blatant lies of glory
Everyone’s veiling their plight
Pain
A constant bane
Still, I guess I’m all right
Scars
We are riddled with scars
Of an endless fight
O darkness of the night
And calm me
When i curl and shake with fears
You wipe my tears
And hold me tight
So
It is what it is
Days, hurting in chaos
Night, healing in quiet
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Chaos in the day
Healing at night…
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Thanks 🙂
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Powerful words x
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Thank you 🙂
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😊
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Behold, I have sat in a coaster-car and realized that the world is hollow. Mic drop. Game over, other bloggers. Lol. Thank you as always for your writings, Stone.
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ahahaa McJangly, you are the best!
You’re welcome 🙂
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Beautifully written
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome
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To me, this is a hopeful poem. That, amid the challenges, there is still hope. That something can offer comfort. To find something that can bring peace is wonderful.
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It sure is. For me night has always been the most peaceful time (like most people i guess) and then there’s is a hope for a better morning. 🙂
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I can relate, you touched on old wounds
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I’m sorry
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don’t be it a long time ago just a memory of a pain
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Sad poetry is always the most genuine.
And always the most breathtaking.
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That’s right poetry and art are most genuine expression of sadness.
Thanks for stopping by 🙂
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