Nocturnes

In the shallow light of the tunnel,

he tried to make the silhouette

of the man he was before -

Before all the madness,

before the changing of times

created a stranger with bitterness -

Bitterness inside the hollowed heart,

of someone who had seen love

and get destroyed by the same love -

Love is a powerful weapon to destroy,

or a powerful source to build up spirits.

A flaming arrow ready to penetrate -

Penetrate the essence of humanity,

for what are we, if we don't love?

What are we, if we don't succumb in -

Reviews

[Lathen Griffiths]

I enjoyed your poem ‘Nocturnes’, I particularly liked the lines ‘he tried to make the silhouette
of the man he was before’ .

Love is indeed a powerful force, best wishes Jei,


Lathen.

[Jei Nacalaban]

Thank you Lathen. I appreciate your feedback.
Best Wishes,
Jei