Awkward
Dark is the night where stars don't shine,
I seek the light to sculpt find lines.
Touch moves sad plight to speak as such,
Quest for true sight can tell so much.
Words fail to free the cast of fate,
In plunge of spree a broken plate.
Empty the dark where time seeps late,
Void in vain mark the puzzle gate.
Leon Enriquez
15 November 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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