GONE

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Sad light in the sky
Flickering
Not quite here
Not quite there
One minute sure
Another gone

Gone
Like they always leave
They bring you laughter
But steal your peace
Making you wish with longing 
And when they're gone
Your restlessness intensifies


Darkness
Now nights are darker
But they're in your dreams
You hug the dreams
As you would their figure 
Darkness surrenders to light
You sob sorely 
Light succumbs to darkness
Hug hunting hours


The mornings are longer
Your longings are stronger
Darkness dawns
A familiar friend 
Though you wish for light
You love the darkness 
Where you hug the dreams 
Delivered when it's darkest 


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Comments

Anonymous said…
Though you wish for light, You love the darkness! Lines that cut so deep. I can totally relate!
1 March 2024 at 10:56
Anonymous said…
Really thought provoking. Love it🔥
1 March 2024 at 11:03
Grace Ekong said…
Thankss 💛 💛
1 March 2024 at 11:07
Anonymous said…
This is beautiful, Grace!

In the embrace of our dreams, we find solace and strength, knowing that even in our deepest longing, there is a divine connection that illuminates our path.

-Phitted.
1 March 2024 at 14:52
Anonymous said…
This is beautiful I love it....keep the fire burning
2 March 2024 at 08:41

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