Night now comes in its shadowy play <br />With its deep blackness from inside riding <br />Exhausted themes of thrown out abiding <br />In its crystals miasma painfully gray <br />Smiles that once were are now in allay <br />Slippery walking of heart beats residing <br />Every thought of world's pleasure dividing <br />With momentarily misuse and astray <br />Like an orchestra striking its chords dim <br />While the heart is on empty in gone space <br />Or Odin's ravens in a whimsy whim <br />Lost at grumbling sea without any trace <br />This now heart is beating like timer of fate <br />Distressing in its sinister dictate<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-now-comes-sonnet/
