Pomegranate (Featured in Eden in Black — Novel)

Pomegranate (Featured in Eden in Black — Novel)

Black pearls of pomegranates carefully spill,
As I lie counting them to my glass fill,
I drank a sunshine of hopes and dreams,
Now my dark shadows are coming for my last screams.

I want to be forgotten, my art sold,
The burning ashes of my empty dark soul,
Once a smile from spilled red pomegranates ink,
Watch the beautiful crushed souls as they think.

Hear a poem as the darkness flicker and glow,
An old man sings it,
What is he singing? Where does he go?
Cover the ears of a child and watch him sleep,
A dark melody like that is never his to keep,
Whisper me a prayer of loss and defeat,
I know this song too well,
Chocked enough to speak.

For books have been my companions all along,
And friendships were scarce,
I had nowhere to belong.

Climb a mountain or two and watch the sky weep,
in threads of rain drops, hear the raindrops speak.
I am finite,
I am ending.
Day by day, night by night,
Time to wither in every color blending.

As I count my ticking clock each day,
Inhale,
Exhale,
I count to sleep,
Drop…drop…drop.
Flow the water rain and softly weep.

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