The Dark Dawn Poem by Lungelo S. Mbuyazi
The Dark Dawn
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.
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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5/5/2024 4:56:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a fantastic write Lungelo, the images drawn in this poem makes it easier for a reader to feel your loss pain..10
Thanks Brian with your friendly comments...much appreciated