musings

Twilight or darkness, ain't such a creep,
Weren't d woods lovely, 'dark' n deep
Moods in starkness, or in dreary shade
Can't great fires be lit, bright lamps made
Tears come n go, their flow who's to decide?
Do u wipe em away, or still in them abide
Dreams r dreams, let em as dreams remain
reality is out thr, much to learn n to gain
Burdens that I carry, or grief n fury
If I will it, aren't overpowering me

Reviews

[Archia]

Thoughtful, something very thoughtful. There's just something though, that really does take away from it all for me. It's all those abbreviations; all those 'd' (is that meant to be the), and 'r' and 'n'. All that stuff, it annoys me more than anything and since it confuses me it really makes this poem less readable. This isn't really the type of poem where that works, this is something that is meant to be full and proper. Now that that's over with, I did still enjoy this. "Tears come n go, their flow who's to decide?" I loved that line and what it meant, this whole poem meant something thoughtful. Nice job.