deepundergroundpoetry.com
Y aún así
Still yet
at the end of the day, after the moon
has stolen his place, another sun will
rise, and we're gonna find ourselves
forced to continue with the wonderful
Curse of walking down under the twilight
over and over again, until reaching the end
of our neglected glorious murder days.
Till then, corpses and babies keep blooming away... still yet
at the end of the day, after the moon
has stolen his place, another sun will
rise, and we're gonna find ourselves
forced to continue with the wonderful
Curse of walking down under the twilight
over and over again, until reaching the end
of our neglected glorious murder days.
Till then, corpses and babies keep blooming away... still yet
Published 1st Apr 2020
Author's Note
This piece it's based on the Spenserian stanza, their verses where made thinking on the spondaic meter construction. Although it is a free-verse poem.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 345
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.
27th May 2020 1:13am
