Prompts:
8. "I seem to hear those songs again..."
~ Music on Christmas Morning by Anne Brontë
For: A CHRISTMAS VERSE 2023
~~~ ~~~
Here I am alone and sadness graphs me again,
In silence, I listen to the tune of pain.
As the hours of darkness shade my surrounding,
I conceal myself away from everything.
Unwanted... I was defeated by this grief,
Deaf in the tone of belief.
Heart begins to fall apart; I cannot break free,
As the cold begins to embrace me.
I thought I have nothing to gain,
Then, I seem to hear those songs again.
Joy knock at my doorstep, giving me a tone of hope,
Warm my soul; Giving me a chance to cope.
Finally, you're home and once again, I hear you sing,
In this cold winter night, you give me spring.
Now we're dancing in the music of Maytime in this December night.
Jr.
YOU ARE READING
Dreams Unfold
PoetryRandomly poetry unfolds the story from a dream. Mysterious and unexpected events happens in beyond. A third collection of dreams to unfold.