4 AM the big hand drags, rather sleepless
Minutes run to decide: day or night
Oh if I can’t be swallowed by darkness
Can I hope to be embraced by the light?
Poetry is my calling, not my hobby!
Clock, Darkness, Day, Night, Poetry, Sleeplessness, Time
October 12, 2016 at 10:50 pm
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October 12, 2016 at 11:11 pm
Thanks a lot!
October 13, 2016 at 1:49 am
October 25, 2016 at 1:56 am
Super last two lines
October 25, 2016 at 2:53 pm
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