Ahh but who doth not judge the outer appurtenance which is full of flaw? I too shall like to see beyond the hollow scar. Frail and meek, I seek to find comfort in man which bringeth me none not. Love hath abandoned all but my shadow. Until I am merely dust in the wind. I dare not you understand.
© Delia Ross and Poe Eternal, 2017.
My poem, “Black Star” made the finale for the November poetry contest. Now I need your help to win! Please vote for my poem ‘Black Star’ by Delia Ross and help me win the prize! Appreciate your support!
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There is no hope that lies here
It seems the desert beams with blood
Tears instead of rain do flood
Only the dark leers
(c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.