In The Lonesome Night Poem by Kewayne Wadley

In The Lonesome Night



Sitting at the train station
Waiting to find my ladies love
The winds change direction
Searching for a way to find what was lost
You know its a shame
A damn shame what we've become
Waiting on that train that's soon to stop
The lights that lay ahead
The different sounds
The hellos that await in a different city
The winds pause in mid drift
I thought I seen my ladies essence
There in the light just before it flickered
The winds grown lonesome
Curious to why the butterflies don't flutter at night
Too bad lonesome night
Too bad
One day I'll buy you some to accompany your 'loneness
One day I'll make you smile
Brighter than that light that shones the way in the distance
As for now we have to part
Too bad lonesome night
Too bad

Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leah Ayliffe 08 July 2014

Fantastic poem. I thought I seen my ladies essence There in the light just before it flickered The winds grown lonesome Curious to why the butterflies don't flutter at night Too bad lonesome night Too bad Great lines!

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Kewayne Wadley

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Groton, Connecticutt
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