Long lost like daylight beams,
What has gone are
Diurnal thralls
Going on and on wordlessly
Over the meaning of things
To come and to be.
What’s otherwise the dawn
Just a blackness to me.


Filed under poem, poetry

13 responses to “Blackness

  1. Sad ending, I’d prefer: “What’s otherwise the dawn
    Is always a new beginning to me”

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  2. Those endless thought, I love this one

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  3. I got something going on that you better check, you were the inspiration


  4. we all need the opposite of the lite just be at peace with it ,not it’s fears. Stay within the lines of life, I am here to listen and not to confine
    As always The Professional Cannon

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