An aurora of biting winter
Bestowed apon a seed
Dark clouds lamented with sorrows
Shall rain onto it's deeds.
The sun and the moon will pass it by
To oblivious, forgotten and assured...
Tomorrows hope,
Why introvert and grope,
In the blameless accord of divinity?
An elegy of darkness
Cradled in the dark,
Now claws it's bloody fingers
Out of its cell trapped heart.
Pulling itself together
and reaching for the skies.
For in the summer harps glory
In freedom, a victorious day.
It will blossom white gold
And in the beautiful Month of May.
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~Most people are so ungrateful to be alive...but not you...not anymore...~
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~Most people are so ungrateful to be alive...but not you...not anymore...~
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L~
You ish a poet!
I luff this poem. :]
-glomps-
It sounds all professional. :3