Neglected Night Poem by John Sensele

Neglected night, needless nonsense
Fruitless fantasy
Cannot condole the crippling cadence
That slays my peace mind without mercy.

Neglected night, pointless pursuit
Broken brand
Cannot condole the fumble from the fruit
That in ignominy tears the sympathy strand.

Neglected night, mundane motive
Painful poverty
Cannot condole the murder of the missive
That publicizes the priority of novelty.

Neglected night, listless loneliness
Hopeless habit
Cannot condole the seed of sadness
That washes away merry memories in my mind bit by bit.