David Medforth


Kingdom Come - Poem by David Medforth

I have no rule over my existence.
My life is being hunted by a relentless, marauding darkness.
Let them to this Kingdom come;
For without my Queen I have no need for a throne.

I am but broken glass, neath the tread of lost souls and anguished memory.
Cold is this day and colder the night.
Soon the wind shall come and sweep away the shards and dust.

Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety, deep, loss, sorrow


Comments about Kingdom Come by David Medforth

  • Chinedu Dike (12/19/2015 9:44:00 PM)


    An insightful depiction of pain, anguish and sorrow deeply felt on the lost of one so dear, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart with conviction. I sincerely believe that one needs to come to terms with death which is the ultimate final date with fate as dust to dust is a must. Thanks for sharing David. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015



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