Saturday, April 14, 2012

Dusk Reminds me of YOU (Siobhan)

Gloom hangs in the air,

A lot too, lately.

Pain becomes almost cosy,

Even more so these days.

Dawn tells of my failed yesterdays

because mornings drag in bitterness,

cold and a crispy taste

of anguish,

and my emasculate will,

almost overwhelmed, summons it.

Yet with every dawn

Comes dusk,

A promise of the end of now,

Of the start of a tomorrow.

As dawn tells of my fizzled past,

I see in your innocence, an assurance for me

Igniting the flame

Of my extinguished inclination and

Dusk reminds me of you.


©Naan Pocen

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