Anonymous One

Anonymous One

The wild fowl is in the air 
while the night moves along
sounds of hawks being slain 
what tangles in my mind
to give me so  much fright 
I constantly grasp for something good
to capturing the beauty of light
But the rumours have it 
the darkness never plays nice
it will only play on the mind with time
I mesmerized each sound
that creeps around on  the wet ground
at times the sounds weakens
that wrapped me in wounder
while it thunders out side from my chambers
while the rain dances around in grievousness
where the tasting of the air pushes 
the night winds along like an old sad song
my darken chamber I sit alone
I always keep my distance 
from he who haunts me
but his evil piercing eyes 
stalk out my life even in the daylight 
my bones are aching 
where evil words plow at my mind
I hear gigglings and so much cry's 
prowling into the late nights
the sounds become rhythm like the rain 
where the angry winds cry at me again
it gives me no satisfaction 
but at time it does help me sleep 
bring on darken dreams 
that makes me scream
where all my emotions become paralyed
while my spirit grasping for peace
my mind hears Voices saying to me, 
''You silly one , why are you bothering me ?
making inane remarks crying in the dark 
don't you know the mind is unpredictable
it can change its thoughts like a wild storm
dreams are to be made this is your fate
it is a mystery that holds the hidden secrets
that can thoroughly baffled any ones mind
that cry's out in ancient times 
pains and agony is very serious 
But only you can find the cure to this gloom.''

Poetic Judy Emery

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