Dear Dark

heartbroken, for life which is enduring the perishing love, trying to divert the lover with unheard words but slowly fall into her own grief.

My dear sky,

I lifted my eyes from you

Till now and the years bygone

Don’t you notice?

I placed them in the place of yours,

The dark,

With contemplate emphasize

And enthusiasm

Despite the beings slanders

Of what it never own

But truly I’m blinded

You see

I let my eyes in the shade

My mind into shadow

Which ruled by grief

Pain and sorrow

A man said they like what they are

The man must be wise

My inner heart yelled at me

It said that I am the soul,

Tormenting, terrifying

The ache in the lonely dark

After all, I’m all alone

Peering in the dark

Peeping the sky

Of its light that is running

Of its dreams that is hiding

Taking away my lovely ones

My darling night

Be with me in my soul

Blind me from the light

Till I forgot the glow

Thus, I shall be happy in

My dear dark
 

Reviews

[pal]

A lovely poem here.

It's very true. Wise one realizes pretty early, it's all in mind we create the world we see.

pal

[Samuel Dickens]

You've crafted a very lovely poem, Knight Pixie! I have no criticisms of it. Well done! Samuel