In the Depth of the Night
In the depth of the night I seek light
shining so bright in emotions’ might.
The world has become so tight
squeezing my heart with fright.
So I unleash my anguish’s sprite
in poetic speech full of krait.
Patience was never my rite
for passion is my kite.
I wait for the night to fly my kite
hoping it hitches to stars so bright.
I vent in lines so trite
about souls so contrite.
I reminisce souls so right
to show me life’s grey bight.
I remind souls about hurts’ blight
and depression’s hideous plight.
I champion love’s knight
kindness’ humble wright.
Life is a dynamic cordite
lit with mystery’s firelight.
I live in today’s night
to face tomorrow’s fight.
In the depth of the night
I hang dreams' malachite.
I tie it to my kite
to etch my will like a skywrite.
So here I am composing a new write
to unwind my soul in the depth of the night.