Monday, January 14, 2013

Thoughts Abate

Thoughts abate what ghosts create
that shadow-ed veil collide
passage from another world
unfurled in death's design
Trapped between the past unseen
as futures held their dreaming
shades now made to serenade
the passing of redeeming
Woeful sounds through night abound
as weeping takes the place
of thrillful dreams and hopes it seems
to fall so far from grace
Found in fear what heart's revere
time here is slow and stalling
thoughts abate what ghosts create
too late to hear it's calling

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