WEEKLY CONTEST WEEK 8 - Poetry Game - Day 5 - Reward Pool 50 STEEM

mczlatko (52)Friendin Steem Schools • 4 years ago

I SAID IT

Stray in the distance
I break my thoughts,
woven from the transparent cobweb of the mind.
Hidden pain burns the chest,
pre-dark melt quietly,
in the arms of darkness.
A piece of soul,
and the whisper of a cold pillow,
from the eyes pearls are hot,
sighs heavy, leaden.
On the bed shattered loneliness and sadness,
her day is dying.
Under the shadow of the moon,
apocalyptic riders,
on flaming horses furious,
sow night and death ...
Clouds extinguish the stars…
not to see,
not to hear ...
Thirst for a drop of life burns the soul,
itches and hurts…
I look forward to the new day,
you too….
born of the blessing of God,
of mother-of-pearl and foam,
I dream of a white-winged dove
virgin - woman…. !
Thought and word,
and can I laugh out loud,
in demons terrible not to awaken evil ..?
quietly with a whisper of hope,
let no one hear I said, I said:
You came my angel,
and all evils can do me no good.
I asked again,
am i still alive ?
or I am alone in this century.