Left, is only the surrender

XXXI Days of Poetry - Day the Fifteenth

Left, is only the Surrender

On the other side of windswept dreaming
Hope to face the chaos streaming
Knowing cowardice still daunting, 
Stalks the future, ever taunting
Swallow fear and shrug off sorrow 
More to pour down on the morrow
Fate and spite are growing stronger
This is destiny no longer
Struggle still to fight the current
Desperate not to stay obscurant
Fame and glory flow elusive
Winner's story not conducive
Gather ye around the breaking
Autumn's fire for the taking
Left, is only the surrender
Silence soft and darkness tender
It will have to be all right
Bow your head and say good night

XXXI Days of Poetry (2016)

Read more Poetry, including previous year's "31 Days"

[ART - 
     Intro: "Death Of Inessa De Castro, Morganatic Wife Of Portuguese Infant Don Pedro" by Karl Bryullov (1799-1852)
     Outtro: "Magdalene with the Smoking Flame" by Peter Paul Rubens (1593-1652)]

 the soft silence of our destruction

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