Love's Outcast, Into The Night Poem by james watkin

Love's Outcast, Into The Night



This mind, it does strain
For to contain
This rumour, far-blown
Of nothingness.
Dreary for dim lakes.
Drearier, fen, shakes
With horridness.

O'erwhelmed as shrouded
Of what's heard fled
With it, damns for self's
Rejection, numbs.
Til edging which hour
For despair, gives way.
A drop, none plumbs!

Wednesday, January 12, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,rejection
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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