All matter and existence
build from the concept of quark
Stark
Everything you need for life
Fits on one Arc
Stark
A misty graveyard with just
the song of the Lark
Stark
The raving madness that takes hold
and makes you bark
Stark
The cutting bluntness
of a succinct remark
Stark
Barren, the searing desert.
I fight the urge to disembark
Stark
A broken mind, in the shade
of depression, so dark
Stark
A winters morn alone
on a bench in an empty park
Stark
Beautiful write. I love the last stanza most A winters morn alone on a bench in an empty park Stark
the first thing that strick is its schem good one do refine it with diff look like 3 2 1 or 5 3 1 words in each line as m already working on but in vain yo did it well....... grt show
Nice poem Stevie, but in the third from last verse, should that be barren (you've typed barron) ?
A winters morn alone on a bench in an empty park How is it like? What if not alone? Company matters the most That is a very nice poem. Every part telling a different story. Well done Stevie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very meaningful and poignant write Stevie - very good.