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All Light Begins to Turn to Gloom

Written By: Lisette Serrano



All light begins to turn to gloom

As I reckon with the debts of the unrequited

My hopeless pride begins to loom


As I wonder over the justice of the Moon

Her rays bring me back to the emotion she ignited

All light begins to turn to gloom


With a drink in hand I find comfort by high noon

Suddenly my endless sorrows become indited

My hopeless pride begins to loom


My mind conjures up a faded, distant croon,

Reminding me, hastily, we are no longer united

All light begins to turn to gloom


You were once the cause of a fulfilling bloom

Now I starve for your wrongs to be righted

My hopeless pride begins to loom


I’d take anything you give me even if it meant doom

Though I fear you consider me disinvited

All light begins to turn to gloom

My hopeless pride begins to loom










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Lisette Serrano is a true visionary, a captivating poem that captures the isolation and vulnerability of love

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