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"Nocturnal Turning"

Poetry By: RaisinGirl
Thrillers



a representation of fear, deception, bravery, confusion, and survival....conquering....in the end.....


Submitted:Oct 20, 2008    Reads: 250    Comments: 13    Likes: 7   


Dive into the midnight, bells-a-tolling, and all you will hear is the pounding of the dark,

Singing a song to yourself, you are not afraid, until you hear the cry of the lark...

Scream out from the depths of your lungs, and colours appear whilst inside the disturbance,

Of sleepers and dreamers, when the night comes a-visiting, asking too, for a dance...

Alone in this dreadful dark world, that holds you captive, yet you are compelled to live aloud,

Quietly, you start to dance, and soon, are captured by the lonesome crickets' sound...

Humming to a different tune now, within your head, you see those colours begin to twist,

Twisting your mind rapidly, forgetting yourself, until you become numb, and lit...

By the embrace of the eye of the fire, you are summoned toward the glowing of the coals,

Scared, yes, in listening to the beating of the darkness, as you head toward the goal...

You set your bare feet upon them, walking aimlessly, and yet they are not burning,

You have conquered the blissful deception of the mighty Nocturnal Turning...





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