Alabaster sphere
You hang an arresting portrait
Secluded all by your lonesome
Ostracized, you peer at constellations
You are offered no consolation
Pharos of hope kept at arm's length
Ill-starred, such a twisted fate you have met.
YOU ARE READING
Raindrops
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry that contains themes and topics loosely related to one another; some light-hearted and some heavier in nature. But be certain that you will find at least one of them that will resonate with you.
