Saturday, February 11, 2006

Regret


Regret

The night comes in a moment
Of dimness echoing to stay,
Wandering thoughts meander
Restlessly echoing the day;

All is done and ne'er undone -
Time past, like Death's breath, lies final;
O Self! Discontented one -
Let go! In repose, lie peaceful.

Through taunting silence seeping,
Like silken ghosts unbidden come,
With hunted haunted weeping -
Memories floggingly fearsome;

O Deep Sleep, thou far-off fiend -
Battled night with no respite,
E'er constant struggle, in vain;
My soul surrenders the fight.

 


© ACG
11 February 2006

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