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CLIFF
black as the pit
deep like an abyss
it sucked me in this space
where time and existence
are but an illusion
my feet are dangling
precariously disastrous
looking down
it lures
if living is a dream
i will sleep here
in this ledge
where i shall lay
in a sheath of oblivion
a crevice of damnation.
Thank you for stopping by my PostPoems site. Read so far this poem of yours. I will come back to read more. This time I have to say I liked this most: "if living is a dream/ i will sleep here." Thanks for sharing. Friendship and salam..
Thought-provoking and so impressive is your poem, "Cliff". Thanks for sharing it.