The Darkness by Philip Carper The darkness brings an eerie chill that I can not explain No more the beacon on the hill to worm the bitter plain. I sit in silence like a monk my thoughts my only friends. My heart it has already sunk For the darkness never ends.
The darkness brings an eerie chill that I can not explain
No more the beacon on the hill to worm the bitter plain.
I sit in silence like a monk my thoughts my only friends.
My heart it has already sunk For the darkness never ends.
About the Poet: Philip Carper can be reached at python_shaman@hotmail.com or through his web site.
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