Henrik Johansson


Wandering Souls - Poem by Henrik Johansson

I’ve lost my sight,
In a desolate place.
Darkness, nearness,
Which way to go.
Lost light.
Lost purpose.

Shine my moon,
Like a beacon at night.
By thus I follow.
I’m in your vicinity,
Now.

With your light,
I'll find a way.
My moon,
forever grateful I’ll stay.

Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness, god, loneliness, love, soul


Comments about Wandering Souls by Henrik Johansson

  • Kelly Kurt (11/24/2015 9:09:00 AM)


    A soulful poem, Henrik. Thanks
    The word witch should be spelled which
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 24, 2015


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