Silent One's Ten Lines from Ten Poems Contest - 12/22/24
My shadow grew longer as the sun bid me 'farewell.' Beneath my rowan tree in dour thoughts, I shall dwell. I curse life for her heartless schemes for now shattered and frayed, are my dreams. I become eager to touch the breast of twilight as fog encroaches to shield me in the shadows of night. Do not pity the gasp of my last breath for then we'll both feel the agonizing misery of my death. Pity is not an emotion in which I choose to wallow, though I choke on the edge of anguish, a scream I swallow. Poems in order of their appearance: Radiance of Sunset Soft Murmurings A Vision in My Dreams Unraveled Seams of Frayed Dreams To Touch the Breast of Twilight A Death Never Mourned I've Not Yet Said Farewell A Heart Torn in Half When the Sun Drowns in the Sea On the Edge of Anguish
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