Mourning In The EveningA Poem by disconnectedspiritin progressTwilight rests in a sadness and mourning, For what I must do for peace of mind and soul, Clinging to the past while reading twirls of messages once again, I am Mourning light, Not a new beginning but an ending with sorrow. I place all my files and information of my life into privacy, Folding away neatly from the prying eyes and view, Evening hours are not spent alone, For I have company, I am Mourning light, Not a new beginning but an ending with sorrow, Survival can be done in one of two methods, Covering thyself entirely can be a healing effect, No more ammunition and no more muses, I am Mourning light, Not a new beginning but an ending with sorrow. © 2011 disconnectedspirit |
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2 Reviews Added on April 21, 2011 Last Updated on April 21, 2011 AuthordisconnectedspiritAboutA poet who writes about things like nature, God, and other things. I am not based on emotional type of writings and proceeding with other type of poems. more..Writing
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