Sorry about the poetry. I'll think of something else to write soon. Probably.
The End
Into my soul a fire is burnt
That only time can quell
Each passing day a lesson learnt
Heralds a fond farewell
There is a place I know is lost
That I won't see again
History now dictates the cost
As it will heal the pain
Into my arms my children run
Melting with their embrace
Making me warmer than the sun
Cushion my fall from grace
This then the world that I create
And why I must prevail
Follow the route that I dictate
So I can never fail
3 comments:
That is truly beautiful. Though also very sad. I envy you your talent.
I like the poetry and the point of blogging is to write what you want so just do it.
That was really lovely.
I'm with FB... you write what you want, and when you want to write poetry, do it. You're sharing yourself with us here, and we are honoured.
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