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Aug 11, 2020
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The Sun is Setting
The warmth of a dying sun causes the moon to descend into mourning
it's light slowly fading, asunder the weight of the cold is tearing off of this fabric of ambiance that shelters our seemingly vivid reality.
The tears shed reflect its aura, creating somber shimmers of beautiful hope.
Lost is an understatement as I am drugged into ignorant bliss. Let the light eat the dark and generate sweet apathetic passion, with intentions melancholic at worst.
A lullaby for the beast, set to induce eternal rest, for in death we are truly free. My Messiah guides me with heart in hand into the passage to the heavenly promised land.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I can’t remember when I wrote this but I remember being inspired after looking at the album cover from a band
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
raj
5 years 2 months ago
Hi Young Poet
a different vision and version you have posted here about the Moon...
c lynn brooks
5 years 2 months ago
tighten up
your lines as teddy suggests it make your run on sentences easier to read and this makes the poem more appealing to the readers
Candlewitch
5 years 2 months ago
hello!
I much prefer the tightened-up version of this poem. your words and intent have had a deep impact on me. this makes my soul ache with understanding! keep writing! we will keep reading!
*hugs, Cat
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