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All Alone I Stand

All Alone I Stand Dark, dreadful, Deep and Deceptive is the night, In the wilderness I stand With a fear of those Inhabiting the wild. Dark and gloomy is the sky and path ahead, Destroying hopes is the darkness, And, deceiving both mind and heart! Is the sense of direction way night. The shivering of leaves, The cold wind blowing along my Cheeks, Both bringing the fears of night, Creepy shadows, Puddles shallow, Path narrow, Yet I try to seek some light, In the wilderness I strive. Complete silence, not a soul around, Not a sound of any creature And no path laid by a human, Amongst the trees I stand Lost from my kind, I know now for sure, All my friends, foes and acquaintances close, Just left me behind alone. My only companion in this night Is the moon and its light, I am alert I am ready Waiting to face any of nature’s difficult testimony…! All alone I stand, Myself with courage and waiting for Down to triumph the Deceptive dark. By Manthra © August 10th, 2015

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Date: 8/23/2015 12:15:00 AM
Manthra, Congratulations on having your poem featured on the homepage. **SKAT**
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Date: 8/12/2015 8:14:00 AM
Welcome to the Soup, you will fit in Nicely. I enjoyed reading your work this morning.
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Date: 8/11/2015 11:15:00 PM
Thank you for all your wishes and love!!!
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Date: 8/11/2015 10:34:00 PM
Congrats on ur awesome poetry n win Manthra!
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Date: 8/11/2015 11:09:00 AM
Congratulations on your win hugs eve
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Date: 8/11/2015 10:37:00 AM
Congratulations on your win.... SKAT
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Date: 8/11/2015 9:20:00 AM
Manthra, lovely poem
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Date: 8/10/2015 6:04:00 AM
Reading your poem reminds me of the dark times after bereavement when having been used to my wife beside me, her warmth and the sound of her breathing, suddenly there was nothing and the nights became interminably long and the sense of loneliness overpowering. As you say the dawn is welcomed to overpower the echoing darkness. Might not be how you meant it but it is how it has spoken to me. Kind regards, Ian
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