Dark Night Poem by ER Bron Chiong, RSW

As the night grows older
Lays naked in the sand
Wind blows so brutal hard
Tides flip-flops its rage

Stillness of the quiet dawn
Envelopes the solitary nude
The warm-blooded mammal
Beneath the moonless sky

What a strange sight
Be it seemingly to stare
Delight of one's exposed skin
So passion a rude ritual to bear

Such an explicit piece
Of baring one's soul to all
The harsh elements around
where no one else expect

It was indeed a darken evening
That nobody can see beyond
One very cool December night
Where mortals lay fast at rest


ER Bron Chiong,20May2022 @3: 58 AM

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