Upon Tonight

by Ciara   Nov 3, 2008


A curse through the night,
A battle through the day,
I wonder will I ever seize
My dark fears, or will they just stray away?
From the craving secret, that lays upon my everyday.

A burden on ones soul,
An illusion through the brain,
A hot, unworthy blow,
A lost and wasteful pain.
Struck through the shadows of the different realms
But still lingers upon tonight.

I don't dream only nightmare,
A curse from the man, who hates me,
A different kind of scenery
A different kind of life.
But yet it still lies upon this dark secretive night.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Frederick Mayer

    Ratings are always difficult when it comes to excellence, as is the case here, mainly because subjective reaction is just that, changeable :), however, there should be no doubt that this work delivered with deft aplomb is not a full "5" though much more than a mere "4" rating!

    By the third stanza, it seems to become a different, seperate poem, however, the creator seems to have a natural knack to bring out the spirit of the contents in a way the whole seems to engulf and retain the material's reciever(s) enrapted and embraced till its finely deliverd end.

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