The Dark Dawn Poem by Lungelo S. Mbuyazi

The Dark Dawn

Rating: 5.0


It was raining outside,
Hailstones, hit the roof:
Excited! I called his name;
Hands rolled over my bed,
Seeking for my refuge. Pang!
Blue drops, dripped down
Through my heavy cheeks,
Emanating from the streams
Of my quite yelping eyes.
Cold stone: he was gone.
Only resided red comfort,
There were no comforter.
He fell asleep; short,
With the dark dawn.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian 05 July 2018

What a fantastic write Lungelo, the images drawn in this poem makes it easier for a reader to feel your loss pain..10

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Lungelo S Mbuyazi 05 July 2018

Thanks Brian with your friendly comments...much appreciated

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Simon 06 December 2017

Oh poet! Life can be cruel sometimes....it's raining, wake up excited, to find love (comforter) , only that he's cold stone: gone. Then you cry, with tears dripping down the very disappointed cheeks.....This one deserve a 10+++++

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I thank you for commenting on my poems..., stay blessed

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