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As the Darkness Comes In

Contributed by allforyou on Wednesday, 21st June 2017 @ 01:04:29 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



She is weeping...

As the darkness comes in, creeping,
crawling in between the sheets;
cuddling until she sleeps.

And its sweeping...

As the darkness comes in, seaping.
(in) the most shallow, the most deep,
of the shadows that she keeps.

Now she/'/s leaping...

As the darkness comes in, reaping-
swiftly chase her to the streets.
Sweet dream ends. Alarm beeps.




Copyright © allforyou ... [ 2017-06-21 13:04:29]
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Re: As the Darkness Comes In (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 21st June 2017 @ 04:18:54 PM AEST
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Poetry about insomnia. My favourite. Really well written. The rhyme scheme is excellent. Love this one


Re: As the Darkness Comes In (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 23rd June 2017 @ 03:04:37 AM AEST
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I am not sure this is about insomnia

when too many children want to sleep.
from the collective of the now in the plurals
the plurals of cliffs, the plurals of roaming
a collective of living now

not tomorrow, when tomorrow
seems gone

where does a young girl go
sleeping all the time

And not moving not twisting
away far from the day to think

when somehow there is never enough
time

the shadow of connection or maybe
the failure is it a failure not to try

something is different
children feel things more pronounced
than their counterparts,
the adults

I did once.
I think most my age did
too

nothing/s easy
people don/t say

depression
where you have to invent
a way out of something
of something that is real

It truly is hard
I think I remember that much.

anyway do the best you can
as you know you will never
give up

on any life

this poem very much
sticks with me, I see it
all around with children
these days

thank you allforyou!

Peace!







Re: As the Darkness Comes In (User Rating: 1 )
by The_Phantom on Sunday, 25th June 2017 @ 05:19:24 AM AEST
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A deep interesting write

Thank you for sharing

The Phantom


Re: As the Darkness Comes In (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Sunday, 25th June 2017 @ 11:59:49 AM AEST
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I love the rhythm you planned for this...and let me assure you, I was holding my breath until the alarm beeped! What excellent craftsmanship it takes to end with a huge collective sigh of relief!
Most entertaining!
softerware


Re: As the Darkness Comes In (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Friday, 7th July 2017 @ 11:40:15 PM AEST
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this is so good! even with how short it is, I felt like I was reading a story! and it pulled me in the whole way through. well done!


Re: As the Darkness Comes In (User Rating: 1 )
by Kane on Thursday, 13th July 2017 @ 05:13:53 PM AEST
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Thank you for sharing

Kane




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