End Of The Light


There is a tunnel at the end of the light
Where you just have to believe in hope
A candle flickering in the windings of night
There are flames climbing your long last rope

An unknown star shining in a cold still pool,unseen
Symbols form like worlds of want one never knows
What lurks behind the beckoning shallows
A reckoning of paths diverge, what is has not been

Only a questioning silence breaks this solitude
The time that has accrued and spent what was
Reflects your ghostly image went because
Love breaks like a fever something dying to intrude

Becomes a wraith of faith, pretend as one might
There is a tunnel at the end of the light





Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-06-26 at 00:27

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Nabeela Altaf
Oh, this is just great. What we sometimes tell ourselves just for consolation, there's light at the end of the tunnel. But bad things come along anyway.
2014-06-26


melanie sue
....interesting twist on it....love that last line
2014-06-26