Anton K

Nocturne 3 - Poem by Anton K

Evening is ending its sorrowful song;
The light retreats, as if in the wrong
And the sick orange sunset sinks into night.
The darkness as warm as a feverish brow
Is bringing remembrances back to me now,
And taking my sadness along.

Topic(s) of this poem: memory, night, remembrance, sorrow, sunset

Form: Ode

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, January 1, 2016

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