Til Midnight Poem by Raven Syke

Til Midnight



Strike
Til midnight
The pangs of your love
Hear
The fear
Of what is not reflected.

Seize
The moment
Of which you are given
Saw
The door
Open and left empty.

Lose
The goose
That chased you in circles
Hear
The tear
That shredded your heart

From morning
Til night
The clock ticks on
From then,
Til now,
When will midnight come?

Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: unrequited love
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