Poetry: Tiger, Tiger Burning Bright


Tiger, Tiger burning bright
Desolation stalks in the night.
Pain, grief, loss, and frustration
Keep watch this night of emotion.

Why must they dodge me now?
Why must it be this foul?
I want peace to reign.
But nothing will be the same.

Storms are a rising.
Some will leap past the blighting.
Others we know don’t know
And still there are those who won’t grow.

Come peaceful slumber
For I grow weary of this thunder
Bring me enlightenment I crave.
So I won’t be along any more, and afraid.

Originally written: 8/13/2003

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s