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.
Thankyou ST x
Crafted expertly as always. That's the best review I can do, otherwise I'd gush
I like gush 🙃 x
Sad but hopeful, as you too will rise one day. Amidst the Same sky.
Thanks so much Rob x
Absolutely filled a page with just a short amount of words. Kudos, that light will find you one way or another. ❤️
Thankyou dear lady x
The black dog. The darkness. The abyss. The black that is blacker than any black. Your writing is superb xx
Aw... you made me blush... but a good blush. Thankyou for your kindness Tina
hugs xx
I mean it. Your writing is really and truly brilliant!
Nicely written Marion 👏👏👏
-Syd
Thanks so much Syd x
Sad words forming lines of emotions, dear Marion. B
Hi B... thankyou lovely lady x
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
Thankyou John, such wise words. I think most of humanity knows the blackness to one degree or another... unfortunately. But you're right, the stars still shine even in the blackest nights... hugs x
Thank you for these words, I just got the message of another drug-related death in my step-family (two stepbrothers, one od and one a few weeks ago through cancer instigated by heroin long ago, of the first the only son stepped out at 22 and the only son of the other died this week from probably an overdose - I hurt so much for the wife/mother as you can relate to (so sorry for your wounds) that I went straight home from work - now out of eight brothers and sisters and four kids as far as I know of 3 and 2 are gone... So glad my real bro and me escaped that shit with only a few scars. Let's hang in there Seeking the Sun☀️🌞
John that is so so sad, I find it impossible how people survive the loss of multiple children... impossible.... how the universe can be so cruel. x
Aye, 'tis and I am sorry you too know all about that shit... We keep each other on our feet, don' t we😎
We do 😊
When shit happens, it happens BIG .. Here, have a big one of these on me X
Thankyou ... so appreciated X
hi Marion! your writing is amazing as always! you are so gifted! wanted to say hello as I try to catch up, all the best!.................................Jim
Hi Jim... lovely to see you ... and I'm always up for compliments even if they're not true lol... but thanks so much x