A sparkling trait of dust
of gloden dreams and lust
A gleaming river flows
and lo!the hour unfolds
As i dance through this life
with maiden 'trust' in the snows
A sparkling trait of dust
of gloden dreams and lust
Lights my morning skies
is my nightly love
Hope,my human grace
kills me sweetly,slow
A sparkling trait of dust
of golden dreams and lust
Fallen freinds shall call
in the rise of wailing dooms
Fighting foes shall weave,
Frightened cries in a room
Shall the night forever pray
behind twisted clouds and moons??
A sparkling trait of dust
of goldnen dreams and lust
Lips that tatse the seed
and fall in love again
Bodies on a raging hearth
and hearts that fend a gale
A rusted knife that feeds
on a heart that tells a tale
A sparkling trait of dust
of golden dreams and lust
amazing loved it
ReplyDeleteit is good...but i felt u tried to rhyme it!!
ReplyDeleteAwesome, man! It rhymes well and it was worth reading. Keep writing! :~)
ReplyDeleteI let google translate the page and it did a fairly good job of retaining the texture of your poem!!
ReplyDeletepoetic says alokita..
ReplyDeleteand the language truely touched by the words!