The Deep Darkness, The Hope, Words Sent To Plead
I am lost, wicked world grants no reprieve
Castle of darkness, black-cast to deceive
Towers staggering in the boiling mist
I that dare to shake my angry left fist
From the deep chasm, life is set to perish
Within fated storm lies all I cherish
Night- born horrors seem to forever last
I pray peace, such that was lost in the past.
The cold black ocean, its cavernous mouth
Winter's icy cold that sends life down South
No sanctuary, no joy to be had
Life and sorrows, seems all of it is bad.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, will it bright shine.
Allowing happy days on which to dine?
Robert J. Lindley, 11-29-2020
Sonnet, ( Wishing Upon Hope And Sincere Prayers)
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020
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