Deep in the silence sweet
Walking this harsh terrain
Seeking only my soul's solitude
And seeing nothing, but a withered plain
Destined to always search
To see no more than I've missed
The ignorance of such folly
Is secretly my fervent bliss
And though I languish the devastation
To my heart's discontent
The unrelenting fever of desire
Never allowing me to be complacent
Ascending through the silent deep
A quantitative silver flow
Leaving me lost and breathless
As I turn and wander slow
YOU ARE READING
Of Love and Darkness
PoetryThis is a book of poetry. Some are of hope and love, while some are full of the darkest parts we hide inside our hearts.
