#1
Any thoughts will be appreciated...and let me hear your thought on what this is about


A Feeling Yet So Deep

Its a cold dreary night,
In late late December
The moon shining bright,
As the night winds down

Its merely eleven thrity,
I try to keep myself calm
A raven flys overhead,
And I know it won't be long

I strain to keep a sense,
On the world while I lie down
The clock is nearing twelve
And the day has yet to sound

The clock winds down and I with it,
One more minute
Until the end

I strain to keep a sense,
On the world while I lie down
The clock is striking twelve
The day, has come to end
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#3
thank you for that wonderful comment on my poem....first off its a poem, its not supposed to be 'catchy'....second, you probably can't even begin to comprehend what it is about.....but thanks for that thoughtful comment
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