Wanderers of the night

And I left the world for those who can see

I enter darkness to see the light

Leaving light for those who understand words of god

As I await for the soul to break free

We've left the sun above the sea

And the waters now we dread to invade

We welcome plague of hatred

We accept sorrow and leave it be

Sad violins play as we smile bright 

As we seek the things that entertain

But heavy the hearts of coal remain

Lonesome prays for the wanderers of the night

We parted to places we've never been

Forests of grief and rivers of sighs

Seeking secrets of the sacred sun 

Hiding what they have never seen 

We've shut the light we wanted to see 

We've killed the hope we wanted to be 

We all became someone else 

What have world done to us?

Weren't we wanderers of the night

Seekers of the light and refuge for all 

The life that comes along with our sight

Buried now behind a concrete wall 

We take no pride of what we've achieved

As we denounce the dream conceived

And now we regret wanting the same

As we hide in our forests of blame, forests of shame

Author's Note

Reviews are welcome

Reviews

[Abdul Aziz]

To me, this is almost an apology for humankind as a whole, the way we've lived and the way we continue to do so. The apathy we sow and the rewards we reap as a result of that. Profound and well written. I love the line "I enter darkness to see the light", brilliantly oxymoronic. Very well written!

[M.Kilani]

Glad you find it so Abdul Aziz, thank you for the review.

[Wórdsmíth]

Wow .. beautiful write .. Hey, you should check out this line again .. "The life the comes along with our sight" .. this line should be written in this way .. "The life that comes along with our sight" ... I enjoyed reading your wonderful philosophy.

[M.Kilani]

Thank you very much for your review, I'm glad you find this piece beautiful, and I'm really glad you've pointed out that typo, you're a life savior,
Thanks again,
Mohammad.

[Coyote Poetry]

"And now we regret wanting the same
As we hide in our forests of blame, forests of shame"
The above lines are sad and powerful. Hard to lose regret and know forgiveness. Love is tender and we must be careful. Some wounds cannot heal. I loved the last two poems. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Ruth]

Beautifully rendered love...suffocating yet liberating too...good to read you xx

[M.Kilani]

Thank you for the review darlin', glad you find it so, it's always a pleasure to hear from you xx