It's quiet now.
The candle's out and
every silver lining has a cloud.
The flower's been plucked and
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The shadows of branches in the night address me. Their bony hands summon me and I follow. fine descriptions, greek legend. pandora. hope imprisoned.......... a very fine poem. but the question remain in me. should it be so pessimistic. hope. and hopelessness?
Lovely fairytale that captures the essence of hope in the life of man, insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Anton. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.