Tomorrow is another day,
but I shall not witness the event.
My eyes shall close,
becoming a ghost on the horizon
of all that is celestial.
My star shall no longer shine.
A shadow behind the moon of dreams,
not shooting across the Northern sky.
I shall not set in the West,
or rise in the East.
I shall be loveless and inhuman.
In the dark of my wandering spirit,
alone in the dawn of death’s touch.
With no hope. . . is there faith,
With no love. . . is there humanity,
With no sky. . . are there stars to shine.
Or is the universe filled with desperate romances,
in the dead of night, ever blacker.
Let the world understand for sure,
without love. . . there is no life.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2021
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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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