Sitting At Night Poem by Qinling Wang
Sitting At Night
Dark is coming; The night will be long
I sit before the candle; Shadow is alone
Whispers are vanished; Remains the wind blow
I am burned by the flame almost dying below
There is pain, and there is sorrow
I drink my tears at one deep swallow
2016/10/19
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: despair
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