This is the place where scripture lies scattered
Across desolate, forsaken ground.
This is the place where the bones of Truth are broken.
No one can decipher the Word anymore.
This is the place where there is no sunrise or sunset.
Everything seems to exist in a perpetual twilight.
This is the place where crestfallen Love goes to die;
Where silent screams are all that can be heard.
Excellent all round! A superb poem that ticks all the boxes. A poem hitting the ground running from its interesting beginning, to its most sublime closing line. Loved it! 10++. Thank you Dominic for again weaving fine original poetry quality and take care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Shaun...yes I'm pretty pleased with this one...I'm pleased you appreciate it. I feel that it is a daming indictment of certain aspects of modern existence.