Love Poem: Mornings Devoid of Sunlight
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Written by: Steve Voorhees

Mornings Devoid of Sunlight

The paths and streets have worn the soles...
  scraped the feet,  this journey has seen this soul's defeat
At every turn the hope was dashed
   ...the love fell through as feelings clashed
A day without strife was lost to me
   ...all want for self was there set free

And numb is the heartsong now
  every sunray cast askew through clouds
Yearning was real, yet never struck deep
   ....a hazy dream in a fit-filled sleep
Awaken to tear stained pillowcases
....but blurred are the faces-and the emotion is now forgotten
       the new day downtrodden-before these weary feet 
          every feel the cold hardwood world