Loneliness is a thing
of the black of your forlorn heart,
touching you until you cry,
but don't cry for me,
let me linger longer on onyx avenues.
As I burn in desolation,
only but one kiss
to save me from a lonely masterpiece,
I have painted with dark hues
from a pallet of sadness,
on a canvas of life that used to be radiant.
My love is overwhelmingly
caged behind my
dead soul, needing the light of hope.
Hold out your hand as I bask
in the glory of pain,
delve into my artistic breathless life,
then maybe the color will return
in my artistic creation,
known as mankind's hopeful existence.Timothy Michael DiVito c2021
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".
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