Welcome everyone to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This haunting, beautiful poem of internal struggle is called "Craving." The poet Medinaque takes you on a journey that even the reader must take a look at themselves after reading such a work. I let you be the judge on what this work means to you...
Writings of a sad day
The Gifted Others Mortality is always this quiet verbiage, The ending thought to all who could listen, The last words. So thoughtful and quiet esteem So less with life and full in wanting more. It is a quiet thing, so train in darkness and silence. Incapable or reasoning Detest---I’m assuming of mercy, Of an enterprising … Continue reading Writings of a sad day
