The Ravine
Dusk had kissed
The rim of day
And there he stood
At the edge of his loneliness
Looking out to his
Heart’s ravine
As his sorrows look in
His darkness now
A nightly shroud
A fabric of starlit lace
Hiding his saddened tears
As they trickle down
His weathered face
Wishes cast
In his nightly endevour
Come unanswered
Lost forever
And there he stood
Gazing out into his life’s
Ever stretched horizon
Pondering his mind’s denizen
As he finds himself host
To uninvited guests
Echoes come creeping
Like buried ghosts
A time forgotten
Laid to rest
A storm brewing in the west
Yet he remained steadfast
He’s his own pioneer
As he conquers his fears
Drowning in tears
© Markus Fleischmann
About the Author
My passion is writing, being able to share my thoughts in rhyme and verse is what brings me joy. I’ve been writing for 26 years, I started off writing for myself but time had shown me that others benefit from my poetry for they come from my heart and soul, often my writing is dark, I paint a picture with my words of everyday felt emotions such as love, headache, sadness and depression, death and life, fears and desires.
I can’t picture not writing, it is who I am, words scream in the silence far too loud. My dream is to become a full-time author and I hope you all will be there for me to share this dream with.
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