When Deep Darkness and Shadows Race To Fore
When Deep Darkness And Shadows Race To Fore
Heartache is oft an invisible cut
Within the silent and deadly new field
Black boulders bring amidst deepening ruts,
Calamity, which oft one finds no shield.
Flung from sticky webs of hideous dark
Into the depths of an innocent soul
Unrelenting, to make a galling mark,
Its newborn despair taking wicked toll.
What to do to stop such dark woe-some flow
Destroying past happiness with its veil
Injecting agony as a new show,
Whilst poor soul often slides past gates of hell.
Dawn's welcoming sun is no longer seen
Nor those bright golden beams that heart so cheer
As despair casts forth its shadowy sheen,
Lost hope, becomes sad shades of looming fear.
Robert J. Lindley,
10-13-2021
Note:
Sometimes the gate opens and dark invades..
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