The Inept Poem by Alter Bliss
The Inept
The sound of light
must be so frightning to the moon
It marks the end of life dreams,
the start of the chorus
that seems so monotonous until it's forgotten
Why does only a wrong note
remind us of the perfection of this melody
nostalgic and scared we try to remember the chorus
Frozen and uncapable
Struggling to look away
the floating notes of this agony
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5/5/2024 2:12:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
sound of light, I like it, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment Especially read my poem'Family members' and vote if you so like.