DEEP DARK SOUL POET
The Dark... - Poem by DEEP DARK SOUL POET
Again there is a clamour, an enormous din
The night grows thick the clouds grow thin
The silence enters me making me shake
The noise is frighten ing like an earthquake
The night is being loud again.
In the depths of the dark
There is a faint noise within
From somethin g lurking, unseen.
If I focus my mind,
Time' s path can be heard
Ticki ng along.
From a room down the hall;
Rustl es and creaks
Mixed with subtle murmurs
Tied along with dreams.
Music streams from a flash of a car,
Out there with bright lights,
Angry engines that rumble past.
Loude st, though, in my mind.
Thoug hts upon thoughts.
Screa ming and fighting.
Clamb ering and pushing.
More and more.
And only once the silence enters
Does the noise in my head begin.
The dark is being loud again.
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