Poetry: Nightfall |
Friday, 12 March 2021 21:11 |
Nightfall It started with a one night stand Then it became many nights Many nights of unending passion It was exquisite, ectasy Then, slowly It became many hurtful nights Many nights of unending pain It was filled with many laughs and games Teasing, caressing and warm hugs made nightfall adorable Suddenly nightfall became a horror movie We were growing, possibly marriage, so | thought. Was astonished to find myself standing alone All alone It started with late nights To frequent late nights and no nights Once a love story Now an evol, bitter story A story about ego, deceit, betrayal It started with a one night stand (C) Sharon Dione March 12th |