A long dark doorway
leading all the way down
with just trickles and splashes of light
fear gripped me
Like a man grip on a child
I felt the chills of darkness
After the dark comes the light
but it seems like an endless journey
through the dark alley
I want to run to safety
But my feet are stubborn
to go the extra miles
With you, I am waiting
In this dark alley
when I wait for you
I am full of darkness.
(c. OBA2018@Thekingsoracle. All rights reserved.
That corridor seems longer when you have to wait in darkness…..a dark and thrilling write.
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Thanks Vivian! I appreciate your kind comment.
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What an absolutely stunning last line.
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That’s a really atmospheric poem!
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Thanks Sue.
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🙂
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