On a night
That lingering silence
Imprisons me
The only hope I know
Can be found in a pen
That soothes my
Weary mind
Angels walking alongside me
Trying to savor an ounce of euphoria
Before I face the devil himself
No cars or pedestrians
Only a whispering wind
Telling me to reconsider
But this war must be waged
The city lights turned off
As the moon offers light
To my aching soul
I scream to the beast
No more shall
I be infected
By your plague
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Love this!!!
Hey Paul missed you so much in chat and this poem just went right through me and over the moon. I love the vision you gave here to this write and look forward to chatting with you soon.
Missed you guy
Love Mona
xoxox
to magical mona
thank you and I promise to bring chat back
Paul, hello, i have not had
Paul, hello, i have not had the opportunity read much of your work but i must say that i enjoyed this one very much, and i look forward to reading more of yours. This reminded me of a lonely walk with an emotion streaming words through my mind at night.
thank you for sharing
best
Washing Tears
washing
thx for your words
thank you
Chrys fir the fine words
plague
If I read this correctly this is a man fighting his own demons. If so the title fits well as a fight against the plague of evil. The longer I'm on site the better I an able to appreciate well written free verse like this.........scribbler
Sir
thank you fro your words