Wednesday, January 10, 2007


Shadow, light,
False delight,
A creed denied
Its right;

Shapes, reverie,
Contained revelry,
A pale dream
Around my sleep;

Footsteps, rain,
Sedate disdain,
An inane
Numbing pain;

Fading away
To blatant decay,
In half a minute
Of disarray.

  • Don't ask me to explain the poem. I rarely understand my own work.
  • All grammatical errors are protected under poetic license.
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