Dark Poetry #3 |
No end in sight |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
When the last of rain arrives today, It brings with it the falsity of a new day, From the soil they spring forth, Not knowing if they will grow, Darkness viewed as giving light, No longer they are tempted to fight, Feeling of hope spreads through all, Failing to notice the chilling call, In unison they wait, Awaiting their fate, Ending by the drop, For the cycle cannot stop. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
You know to be honest I really don't know what to make of this poem. I got a certain view from it, but it's probably not the one you intended. I got some things out of it that were very true to both experience and the world itself. It brought forth some ideas that had been hidden from me for a while, so I certainly do appreciate the post. I am no one if not myself. Angel of Darkness [This message has been edited by Dark Enchantress (edited 02-12-2001).] |
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