Dead Silence

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 Down by this long winding road

Into the abyss, we follow

Day and night seem to merge

They follow no pattern.


The howling moon above appears

Guiding the lost souls,

To a path unknown

Whispering secrets we know.


The shrieking lights yearn for comfort,

As we leave footprints on barren lands.

Bleeding desires cannot censor the nakedness

Of our melting bodies.


Quick pacing movements reflect

The torments of our hearts

As it beats with an impossible pace

Drawing an insecure line over it.


The black woods struggle to oppose

The calming waves of dreams

That seems to have taken over

Falling into dead silence.


◄ A Lonely Night

Circle of Life ►


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Zina Dcosta

Fri 29th Jan 2021 09:15

Thank you so much for that Vautaw and Keith!

-Blue Raven

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Sun 24th Jan 2021 03:33

Love this haunting poem. 🖤

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keith jeffries

Sat 23rd Jan 2021 16:47

I am seldom at a loss for words, except to say this poem has a quality which is quite exceptional.


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