3 Mar 2015
Tale of Gloom
i like looming gloom,
i like darkness
blinding and pervading
for it persists
light is but a flicker
that deceives; it will vanish
with the waft, gentle
of a lost breeze
and when the last glimmer
dissolves your shadow
the darkness returns
with steps you can’t hear
is that why, then,
man, in spite of himself,
is lured by darkness
to sow his dreams
what will you find
swimming in sea waters
dive into the depths
to find its treasures
which bird in the woods
will sing for you
unless you drag your feet
into the quiet deep
whispers of her heart
those eyes will not speak
you must, o lover,
lose yourself in her glance
what are stories worth
if they don’t voice
the dark grief
of the homeless, the forlorn
the farthest of stars
whose twinkle you admire
what will it be, if not
for the envelope of dark
tender dreams, where will
they find their wings
if the baby slips not
into the bliss of sleep
o, the light, the very light
the light of lights
finds its shimmer and song
only at the dead of night
i like looming gloom,
i like darkness
blinding and pervading
for it consumes and treasures!
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