Denouement
While midnight wears the longest hours
An ashen star peers to act as my keeper;
Circling around like a threadbare of a glow
When the bulb in the room snuffs, fades,
Leaving me alone without any reflection.
In a world drained by pain, somehow void
Of clarity and filled with unbearable angst,
Its pale twinkle seems to listen as I uncover
Reminisces whirling like ghastly shadows
That even the crush of tears cannot explain.
Yet, my star leans nearer to understand
All the secrets my voice needed to disclose...
I wander around the yard... my arms
Hanging at the sides: a whiff of air blows,
In need of a private confession, of my acceptance
To unleash such heaviness buried
Within my soul: love's requiem gushing
Until a closure ends in deliverance.
Finally, star- guide blinks and points
My reflection across the mirror of dawn.
Contest: Middle January Premiere Contest
For Brian Strand Reposted 1/18/2018
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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