Still as Midnight

The darkness hides many,

while few are enlightened!

The inkwell is empty, dark

The pen is silent and still

Still as midnight,

she comes to me veiled

This dark night has power

of blue and black

These skies flash moments,

as the truths thunder

Still as midnight,

sorrow awaits her

These lonely souls, absurd

in search of love

She pushes the darkness away,

laughing in mockery

She mocks us ruthlessly

using our pain,

using our love

She expresses herself

as flash and chaos,

never to be loved

She never will know,

her enchantments

The lessons learned,

Still as midnight

These lovers lost, forever

in search of love

A poet should know

never lose or forget,

your pen and ink

She’ll never know the truth,

yet she is forgiven

upon the stained page

© CJ Clark

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