Poem -
rise
and when it rose, it rose alone
night moved in
became my home
and not a star it thought to bring
and not a moon to offer hope
not even owl with bleakest cry
night marched right in and bid me die
within.
M
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'The Lonely Soul's Cry.' Lovely Poem.
Crafted expertly as always. That's the best review I can do, otherwise I'd gush
Sad but hopeful, as you too will rise one day. Amidst the Same sky.
Absolutely filled a page with just a short amount of words. Kudos, that light will find you one way or another. ❤️
The black dog. The darkness. The abyss. The black that is blacker than any black. Your writing is superb xx
Nicely written Marion 👏👏👏
-Syd
Sad words forming lines of emotions, dear Marion. B
But in the end, both Moon and Sun will shed their light and restore some kind of life, for even in the blackest night you are never completely alone, here on Cosmo there are friends that know the Darkness too and understand the loneliness. Kudos from this one too