In darkness I can see Fear, smell Suffering a mile wide.
It attempts to suffocate me, stealing oxygen as a practiced thief a jewel.
Perhaps I scan its otherworldly fate and intertwine it with my own,
Yet again, perhaps I let it enter and depart without a by your leave.
Either way, it's agony shall engulf me only to learn of disappointment in the rawest of forms.

I bequeath the blackness, and entertain the time slipping away into the river of Father Time.
Laughter, I hear, is a respectful way to permit the Sun admission.

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Rhymer commented on Admonishments


Thnak you for this inspirational write. A good read to start my day 10 from me.

Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

bjenkins’s Poems (16)

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The Dark 2
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Crimson Kisses 3
Fae Folk 4
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