Darkest Night Poem by JESUROBOOWIE GIFT IMAFIDON

DARKEST NIGHT
The cold wind of the bitter dark night
Litters the way hustling in a brutal sound
How did I find myself in such a hole?
Without a soul to bring the lovely fragrance,
Whose smell can heal me

A strong hand wrestled me down
My lonely soul it sought to devour
Yet dawn has settled winter’s cruelty
Now spring breeze is chasing me
Bringing to birth a brand new day
After the darkest night the day has dawned