Dark Poetry #1 |
Destroyed Palace...Destroyed Hope~Epic continues |
JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
He woke up on a bed of stones Thorn pricked scars upon his lips The last whisps of the flower seeds Float by, carried off by the wind He, powerful ruler dying in the ruins of his kingdom No will to pick up the pieces Or carry himself to his chamber doors Where not a soul but the vacant breeze will welcome him in..... Will he carry on? Or wil he let his kingdom, his palace in the clouds, be destroyed forever? Stay tuned for what happens. Thanks, Joy Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today To-morrow will be dying. -Robert Herrick |
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Lonelypoet Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 123Conklin,NY,USA |
Great Poem Joy, I will be waiting for the next one. |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Thanks Lonely. New to Passions? Here's a big welcome from me! WELCOME! Joy |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"He woke up on a bed of stones." "Thorn pricked scars upon his lips." This is how I feel while I await Lena's dear heart to soften for me. How long will I wait? Stay tuned. James |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
WOnderful work Joy awaiting part 3 I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn..... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
I'm betting on the king. he will fight. then again that's me. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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