Parsley's Poem of the Day

HELLO! Welcome to my not-so-brand-new poetry collection! I will publish a new poem on here every day (all being well) for your enjoyment! If you want me to feature one of your poems don't hesitate to ask, otherwise they will all originate from the darkest depths of my mind. Thanks to @SnowyWriter. for the idea! If there's a poem you particularly like or dislike, let me know so I know what type of poem you prefer. Enjoy! All poems ©Parsavagely 2014 - 2016 (excluding 'featured' poems)


467. 26/3/16 (#459)

The valley I call home

My only comfort is my hand in my own,
So gently my thumb moves across my skin.
And all I see in the dark are silhouettes of death,
And lights too far to reach.
And no sound but the music in my head,
The mellow tunes of autumn pain.
Still I won't open the door,
Nor will I escape,
While the valley I call home falls asleep.

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