Longings In The Mist Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'm lonely in the streets of darkness
There is no way to turn back
I'm giving what I can in unsteadiness
On to the gaping lost track
Every feeling is wandering away
On to the lost of the darkness reach
To meet another time and a day
As they tomorrow will teach

I’ll try to find means to understand
Everything that is departing
Reaching out to darkness command
From every shadow that’s starting
Lonely just wandering here around
On the streets of future’s light
Some different turnings I have found
From places to corners of night

Souls that are walking on sideways
Finding no return to the day
Iridescent flames of lonely haze
Longings in the mist of its gray
Every feeling is moving to and fro
On to the poles apart directions
Inside of emptiness of its go
Dimensions dim lights recollections