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The Raven's Mournful Cry

Wounded dream

By Loua NicPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Amidst the dreary night's embracing gloom A burning desire for love's crimson bloom Yet I entombed that longing's ardent fire To grasp at glory's distant spire I shunned the caress of roseate romance Silenced each yearning's torrid trance Grasping instead futurity's cold blade Though left to stand in solitude's stark shade Through sorrow's haze her beauteous face appeared A beacon bright for which my steps have steered Alone I carved my tragic life's design Braving waves of anguish in grief's brine The night winds whispering across the skies Carry aloft the echoes of my sighs My pen inscribes this lonely tale forlorn Upon sacrifice's stage my laments are borne Behind night's velvet curtains embracing dearth I await with a single hope's rebirth Until success's lamp illumes my call Then love, in peace eternal, you I'll install

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    Written by Loua Nic