In A Mood Light Poem by Lydia Lavda Drums Poetry

In A Mood Light



No, Hours won't be dressed
in silence clothes.

Will not rest
under shady
hovels of grief.

Dream· punished child
will run
with hope-scooter to muddy road·

then, Anger, morose old man,
will fondle the look of laughter
and will die omniscient.

Let the Will stay on shore tonight..
So, with a mood light.
Lydia Lavda Drums Poetry

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