Until the Last Drop
Listen to poem:
Within sequestered silent tears’, my heart hibernates,
Solitudes that slumber amongst the venomous voids…
Love is snared amidst echoes that resonate in repose,
The walls of confusion crumble upon ravenous ruins.
A qabalistic quarantine quenching quiet landscapes,
Where alienation adorns the converging covertness…
Surreptitiousness strains seclude, darkened subterfuge,
For the wasteland withdraws within the wilderness.
A deluge of desolation dominates the demons den,
For what is left in my last lugubrious tender tears…
Is the love which divides within distorted dissolution,
As bleakness becomes, I am with you until the last drop.
...stay safe everyone & God bless...
March.01.2020
Quarantine Poems
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Placed 3'rd...Thank You
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment