Obscurity Poem by Dimitrakis Agnostos

Obscurity



On the edge, teetering,
Not falling…
Yet.
Balanced, more than ever
On the cliff of
Obscurity.
Floating on the ground,
Hanging from the air.
Beware.
You are
Alone.
Help is not far,
Just too close
For anyone’s
Safety.
Reaching out is
Not a problem,
Reaching in is…

Sunday, November 30, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: obscurity
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