Night Walk. A Poem by T.M.
Category: Writing and Poetry
I am a wandering child For many a night, I have ventured into the cold Looking for nothing Feeling it all. I am a parentless child For many a night, the moon has been my keeper and the shoes on my feet, my pacifier. The streetlights have been my candles guiding me into a deep sleep-like bliss. I am a forsaken child For diamonds do not cling onto my ears but my hair is adorned by the » Continue Reading