Let not I be the one to keep your candle alight For you are the most cunning of arrows and the darkest of nights Still I blame myself for your sweep to the flames Your muse, your lighthouse I shall no longer remain
What kind of loser the guy would be to let go such a muse, who herself hold the treasure of words. The world has to see your work, how blind are people in this world. Who are reading crap and ignoring the true gem of writing. I truly enjoy the messages in your writing;they are raw, direct and extremely honest.
Another classic!
This hasn't been reviewed yet? Well hot damn. This is stunning and it honestly takes me to a place in my memories. "Your muse, your lighthouse I shall no longer remain." These are very strong words for a final line. I love that you kept it simple. A lot of writers, especially in poetry, find it necessary to pen down multiple stanzas dripping with detail (I'm guilty of this myself), but not as often do you find a poem that holds power with a few lines. To paint an image, as you have done here, takes a lot of talent. Well done.