MiseryA Poem by MCS“Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?” ~ John Keats, Letters of John KeatsIn the shadows The black dogs Howl my name Surroundings become silent Like a black void A dank grave for one Time is meaningless When awareness returns Sadness sets in The accounting starts How long have I been gone Anxiety and fear surface In the knowledge That this cycle Will return ~ mixed media on paper © 2024 MCSReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 31, 2024 Last Updated on December 31, 2024 AuthorMCSToronto, (GTA), CanadaAboutFor me writing, painting and photography are the best ways to talk without ever being interrupted. Poetry: the best words in the best order © 2025, M.C.S. - all rights reserved more..Writing
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