Dark Wings

wings spread wide
sailing across the sky
blocking out the sun
an ancient pain blooms
I have no voice, I cannot cry
but the ending has begun
Dark Wings dawn of gloom
wings spread wide
in the grave I hide
no time for goodbyes
 no tears shed, no one cries

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

flying in darkness like the bat...

we feel our way through life sometimes...especially when life brings pain...

and i have felt this way sometimes...like who would care if i were gone?

would it matter? would i just be a blip on the radar? an existence soon forgotten.

at least we poets have our writings to leave behind...they are proof we were here.

jacob

[Tina Kline]

Thanks so much!

[Coyote Song]

A very chilling and dark poem, full of pain and sadness.
Great job on the writing. I felt the pin of your words.

[Tina Kline]

Thank you much!

[Black Cat Fever]

A wry dark, gloomy painful poem. The night creature comes to eclipse life
a life that may not even be remembered. That is the painful part.
Knowing most likely well all be forgotten once we die(move on).
Excellent dark write.

[Tina Kline]

Thanks very much!

[Craig2591]

Geez, Tina. I've been reading a lot of Nordic Noir lately. Dark, gloomy Scandanavian murder mysteries. The Norwegian ones are especially gloomy. Your latest works make the stuff I've been reading bright and cheerful by comparison. You're doing a good job portraying darkness and despair.

[Tina Kline]

Thank you very much.