Motions of the NightA Poem by David Kwaku
I am in state where I cannot dignify my actions.
I howl through the night, as the dawn fortifies the entity of my despair.
It was mid december and the grey sky covers the stars.
It rains, my pains frost,
They are blown by the wind that alters the shape of my attitude.
I leave a monologue that trails the history of my unwanted thoughts.
My emotions are insoluble,
They remain suspended within that which is its creator
Such are a dust that blind, dipped in my enemies lust.
Come morning sun, quickly...Is time my favour?
Consumed by self-substantial flame, a herald of my fears.
Digging through the earth, to bury the content of such suppression.
Every tear traces a counterfeit of my facial expression,
Which is conjugate to my quintessence.
© 2012 David Kwaku
AboutThe only way I cam express my emotion is through poetry, I write to express the action of my thoughts, looking for the words that will project the interior of my sentiment. more..
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