I actually have been writing a lot more poetry recently, so here is another poem for you today. I hope you guys enjoy! I should have an art post soon!
Alone
The ticking of the clock A hollow, haunted drum The wind drags it’s fingers Across the window pane. A flock of ravens drift Over the evening sky To rest, mid dormant branches A single, somber caw. The black puddles on the streets Reflecting as I walk The blinking lantern light My footsteps like a bell. The single face In the endless crowd The sound of silence Echos loud.
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