Chapter 1 – Music of the night

Inspires a young man’s mind to

Painful confessions

Relative and past

I share with him

The sound of my own pain

He holds his head in woe

Of worldly conversations

Don’t go, he says

I am only wandering

We dance on the edge

With our sisters and brothers

Our toes teasing gravity

Our arms entwined

Unhappy homes

Lead us


Of ourselves

To each other

2 comments to “Chapter 1 – Music of the night”
2 comments to “Chapter 1 – Music of the night”
  1. Your poetry has always been an inspiration to me. It comes from the heart and that is the source of all great poetry. It doesn’t have to ryhmn, it has to present a message. ALL of your works does exactly that. Lov’ya

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