The Cloud Of Darkness Has Come Back Again Poem by N.K. Trevor

The cloud of darkness has come back again
To take away all the life’s thrill that hath remain
The light is waning beneath the shade of gloom,
Oh Slave- you cannot flee this despondent doom

The arctic shell is rising from my insides again
To cage me within the walls of this lonesome-pain
There is no second spring to such miserable bloom
A bunk heart - swept as refuse beneath the broom

If love were to come back to me, true and real again
Without offering boons of hope upon the lies in chain
Oh have I heard it before; sadness that slain the groom,
With such misery that is to hang me, alone in this room