Solitude And Reminisce Poem by welkin siskin

Because the nights are lonely,
A lonely burst of dark races,
scuds of passion blazes
Like the planks cut in little wood.
Because loneliness stretches his arms
Broad and distant, come with a gale of laughter,
A smile curve and a passing impact
On the granting of the night.
Bring a bit of wheeze from childhood
A deep-rooted memory of adolescence,
An eager moment of youth.
And reminiscent of university days.
Come dear see, with the revelation
Of hope, wishes and dreams.
@ Welkin Siskin