Been quite a while since I did any posting. Been caught up in so much stuff lately, what with classes and exams. My blog rots online while Amy and Vered are busy updating theirs. Anywho, I went online today and remembered I had a string of poems that I had posted on my Facebook account. I've been out of the poetry game lately. Perhaps life is good, and I have fewer inspirations right now, who knows, or cares. Here is a cold little poem that is really close to my heart. I got the lines on a cold, wet evening as I made my way home from routine...
The Eve
As it belies the hour
Uncovers it's dark secret
A youngster runs past
With all the whims of a young cub
As metal horses pass me by
Street lights
But it does not show
The inner darkness, beheld within. - PURPLE
As it belies the hour
Uncovers it's dark secret
A youngster runs past
With all the whims of a young cub
As metal horses pass me by
Street lights
But it does not show
The inner darkness, beheld within. - PURPLE
