Velvet

The darkness descends on me like crushed velvet
wraps me and envelopes me like a blanket
nothing like a black brick wall, car crash;
but like taking the hand of an old friend.
The lights go out at night and don't turn on the next day or the next



Words by stef lai
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Written on 2020-07-22 at 12:16

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Mikael.K
The poem leaves a sense of acceptance; described in clear images.
2020-11-25


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
That last hour of the night
Is said to be darkest hour
So dark as like velvet
That hour the Moon & Sun
Change shifts
Till the dawn brakes
A new day begins
The day one of hopes renewed
Ken D
2020-07-22