Post by broken x coda on Jan 1, 2006 18:33:40 GMT -5
I wrote this poem in the beginning of 2005, but it's not one of my better poems.
The World's Only Tears
~*~
Cold as winter,
Hard as stone.
In the darkness
She stands alone.
A cry in the wind,
A shadow in the night.
One with the darkness,
One with the light.
Walking a path of wisdom,
Guided by the stars,
Among the many hypocrites,
Walking alone with her scars.
A young life wasted,
Many battles lost and won.
A bloody sword in fragile hands,
Tales of a legacy long done.
Pale as the moon,
Sharp as a knife.
As dark rises,
She’s left in bitter strife.
The moon high above her
Eventually fades into morning.
As light overcomes darkness,
She recognizes a signal, a warning.
The day rises,
The night fades,
And with it goes,
Her very being, her blade.
The legend’s over,
The magic turned to dust.
She’s gone from this world,
Gone with her protection, her sword, her trust.
Past dawn, past dusk,
Past all hopes and fears,
She soars above the rest,
The World’s only Tears.
~*~
The World's Only Tears
~*~
Cold as winter,
Hard as stone.
In the darkness
She stands alone.
A cry in the wind,
A shadow in the night.
One with the darkness,
One with the light.
Walking a path of wisdom,
Guided by the stars,
Among the many hypocrites,
Walking alone with her scars.
A young life wasted,
Many battles lost and won.
A bloody sword in fragile hands,
Tales of a legacy long done.
Pale as the moon,
Sharp as a knife.
As dark rises,
She’s left in bitter strife.
The moon high above her
Eventually fades into morning.
As light overcomes darkness,
She recognizes a signal, a warning.
The day rises,
The night fades,
And with it goes,
Her very being, her blade.
The legend’s over,
The magic turned to dust.
She’s gone from this world,
Gone with her protection, her sword, her trust.
Past dawn, past dusk,
Past all hopes and fears,
She soars above the rest,
The World’s only Tears.
~*~
~By Me
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