D A R K F E E L I N G
I have a strange feeling,
One I can not explain,
On the edge of my senses,
Like a faint smell of rain.
It's like a bit of darkness.
Stuck in my mind.
Woven with yellow flowers,
Like Crystals they shine.
It's like the dew on a big green leaf.
Ready to fall just out of my reach.
It's like the howling of a wolf,
The smell of mud,
A trickling brook.
I feel warm and humid air,
And pattering rain,
Bright flowers in my hair.
It is a feeling of adventure.
The moment before dawn brakes.
The sound of the Deep blue ocean,
A feeling that awakes.
How this feeling haunts me.
Like a ghostly butterfly.
I reach out to grab it,
But when I do it goes floating by.
This feeling fills my being.
Made of blades of silver and of glass,
What is this strange dark feeling?
That has lodged in my soul.
I must find the meaning.
It calls to my like gold.
I must find this dark feeling.
Before this dark feeling swallows me whole.
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Dreaming: A book of poetry
PoetryDreams of angels, Dreams of songs, Dreams that haunt you all night long. This is a finished book of poetry that I wrote in my first year on Wattpad. Is it good? I'm not sure, did I write it from my heart? Yes, yes I did. If you could leave a vote a...
