lonesome is the night
out of the blue melancholy
wrapped her arms around me
and held me close
whispering sad songs
and wiping away the tears
that formed from the
corners of my mind
she slowly swayed me
encouraging me to hush
painted pictures of the
moon and stars with her
deceiving voice
expressing how precious
and lonesome is the night
december two thousand thirteen
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Great use of imagery!
Thank you so much, Miguel. Glad you enjoyed this one.
That night lonelyness which provides a counterpoint to our daylight busyness. Recuperation time with the odd tear.
Yes indeed, Archie.
Tears that “formed from the corners of my mind” is a great phrase.
Love it when writers take expectation and turns it into something magical.
you never know what you get with when mood and thought turn into words – thanks Millie
This was lovely
Thank you, Padmini.
beautiful work 🙂
yours as well – thanks so much Melanie