The moon hid behind the cloud,
And darkness fell all around.
The wind blew and swayed the pine trees,
The sole lamp lit up the street.
A hooded figure stood behind a bush
waiting and watching the night with a hush.
The late passersby didn't notice the silent vigilant
who enjoyed the dark night so poignant.
Far away somewhere the stranger broke free
Ran away from 'home' and out of the family tree.
The stranger traveled far and wide
On foot and by hitchhiking ride;
Until the stranger reached this strange place suited for a stranger
where no one knew anyone, and therefore far from danger.
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Anguished Optimism
PoesíaI am a confused, crazy, and curious soul. These poems are a small window into my mind... Wanna take a peek? This Poetry collection contains the following:- (*) Interesting Rhyme Schemes (*) Plot twist Poems (*) Poems telling a story (*) Symbolic Poe...
