Showing sad poems for tag "helplessness"

rendered supine

Jason Cristini

My spirit was dark rendered supine.
To prevent losing the love of a lifetime.
Where is the sunshine on the abandoned moon. 
Behind the eclipse of a universe out of tune.
I am in the absence of existence as I lived for her.
I am a chapter of resistance my soul in an empty stir.
Countless apologies to a misused muse.
Ever starving for joyous solutions. 
Time cannot ignite her nuclear fuse.
All fed up with poisonous pollutions.

My sun has been overcast but I never felt the heat subside.
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