Category: Writers Block
O I cry alone!
in disguised emotions
I cry alone!
in romantic fantasy
I cry alone!
all black and blue
At best when alone
I found a sculpted garden
demons speaking in a vocabulary of loneliness
seeking tranquility
I found myself alone -me in thought
a ghost town of stolen lovers
Storms holding hands rainbows in the night
Faded beauty dessert haze
Murky deeds invade my space
I found myself placing lovers in broken web pages for all to see
A whiskey of death, decay, defamed
My soul, my sun, my seed
I looked up in fear!
to catch a glimpse
creatures standing near
Powerful writing
Must admit I am intrigued with the line reading,
"Storms holding hands rainbows in the night"
For it gives one to truly think.
~*Thunderous MidNight*~