Sky Is Black

The sky is black,
Storm begins,
Crack of thunder,
Flash of light.

On the wall,
Man at a piano,
A rose stands tall.

Murder, Mayhem.
Love and Romance.
Life worth living,
taken at a glance.

His heart was torn,
took a chance.
Something happened,
he did not understand.

The fire dances,
Shadows on the wall,
A carriage arrives.
The story is known.

© 2015-2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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