I quit
Being lost into deep dark,
By vanished pitiful lightens.
I quit,
Being myself so pessimistic,
That to detached lights from
darkness.
Thus, I quit;
To differ beauty from beast,
And lord as well God
superior from devine.
Hence, I quit;
Fair with love by wrath
to hate,
And fond with light's by sullen
to gloomy dark.
11/11/20
©lhakdhun
L