The sun set before it rose,
Taking with it away the glimmer of hope.
Before the dusk it was dark,
Pitch black, reflecting my life stark.
Wearing a mask,
I went about my task.
Wished for a place of complete bliss,
Only to end up in a deep abyss.
P.S. Sorry to my dear friend, who tried convincing me on not to publish such a sad poem.
Dark Times
Reviewed by Vyankatesh
on
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Rating:
Reviewed by Vyankatesh
on
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Rating:
It's not at all similar to the poem, To Turn To Darkness. The only similarity lies in the negativity of the mood. However, I like the simplicity in your lines. Makes the poem look sad in a rather austere manner. Nice work.
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