The moon is sleeping high above
A caravan in winter 's cold...
The black rose sits starkly,
Among the white...
*if you leave a comment i can read your poems and...
does the mere mortal not know thy name...
I guess it's done for now. Enjoy.
~Faith...
Damage taken, damage done,
Demons dancing oh so fun...
--free verse. its not my best, it came to me...
Along the ebony wall...
I'm falling from the clouds
Heaven is growing smaller...
I stand here and watch like I have done for many...
This soul has cried an ocean worth of tears...
She’s evil like war,
Deadly as a plague...
Hear me now, child, for my limbs grow so cold,
Decades of struggle have withered me old...
The moon was sat tight
After Dusk’s light...
.
forbidden shards shatter an unseen eye...