Friday, April 1, 2016

Poem: Dark Heart (Daina Lewis)

Dark Heart

Where is the thunder
Knocking down the sun
The sound of thunder
Beating on the drum
Chaos, tempo reign as one
Dark hearts work is almost done

Chasing the horizon eternally
Icy shadows surrounding me
Sorrow marching, nowhere to run
Reapers scythe, tapping on the drum
Anger, fury rise as on
Dark hearts work is almost done.

Silence golden, blind to see
Silver lining long since flee
Tapping, rapping, beating down the door
Demons encase the empty whore
Charon totals the life sum
Dark heart, eclipsed and done.

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