Across Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I go my road of fate
Stronghold of my day
Its cry of timeless debate
On to the side way
To enter on to the dark
Once flowers were in shine
A glow like eyes spark
A shimmer of soul‘s define

Now here is dropp of night
In carnations of mystery
Dark wings in deep flight
Ever so wandering free
Taking eyes to somewhere
Where silences are black
A song of nocturnal somber
Never to return back

O tongue of deepest tongue
Inside this closing abyss
Each night where we long
And enter the garnet bliss
Fountains of evening veins
I cross you mask of bleed
To twilight’s coming reins
In all your shadows mislead