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Time Killing Itself
Distill this day
In the brine
Of my years
All to waste
In the drear
Alone is my home
Of somber sunrises
Of no surprises
Stagnant waters
Flood my mind
Mosquitoe larve
Flail all around
My undying anxiety
I am a shell
A shadow
In fade
As the sun
Nods off
Behind
The grey
That quells
The light of day.
In the brine
Of my years
All to waste
In the drear
Alone is my home
Of somber sunrises
Of no surprises
Stagnant waters
Flood my mind
Mosquitoe larve
Flail all around
My undying anxiety
I am a shell
A shadow
In fade
As the sun
Nods off
Behind
The grey
That quells
The light of day.
Published 16th Oct 2017
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16th Oct 2017 1:22pm
ultimate stanza
stanza ultimate
"I am a shell
A shadow
In fade
As the sun
Nods off
Behind
The grey
That quells
The light of day."
not taking nothing away at the same time
from the
S1 S2 & S3.
dark
you put your unique shade on it
dear Anon the Poet!
stanza ultimate
"I am a shell
A shadow
In fade
As the sun
Nods off
Behind
The grey
That quells
The light of day."
not taking nothing away at the same time
from the
S1 S2 & S3.
dark
you put your unique shade on it
dear Anon the Poet!
16th Oct 2017 11:50pm
Thank you, your admiration is most gratifying and humbling. I really appreciate your support. ~anonshadow
