Long Years Of Drear Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Long Years Of Drear



Long years of drear
Behind a desk of dusk
But worst
The toll of life!

I saw hedgehogs
Crossing
Streets without cars
Animal after animal
Walked in the streets
With humans
Not afraid
But one with one
No hoots! No cars!

Along
Rivers did not flow
But in the night
The gardens
Serenade
Then the night mysteries
Into one ball
Gather in deepening
Night
Hours next to Dawn!

Sunday, November 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: aging,coldness,death,february,life,mother,mythology,night,soul,time
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