noctiluca scintillans

The One Days - Poem by noctiluca scintillans

I’m alone
do you know that?
Last in a mass marathon
do you know how I feel?
Everyone can see me distinctly
Me being the ultimate loser
definitely would have been better if there’s a qualifier round
I don’t had to make world get to know only
About the side I’m weaker at

Unfortunately, the spectators will claim loudly about the same
& eventually make it the weakest
to that extent that I though know its inevitable to keep going
will just keep on falling
deeper every second in the quicksand
of my self abasement


I made a call to angel to be with me
cause the dreadful dreams with coal black ghost
haunts me day & nights
my angel
you are the one
I always seek
without you
the ugly ghosts take advantage of me being alone
more when I am sick
but to stay alive
& to show me d righteous path
which lie bent on the road
I need you now, today
& I always will

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  • Silver Star - 4,128 Points Dave Walker (7/31/2013 10:48:00 AM)

    A wonderful poem. Like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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