Poem Nr 4: Evermind
It’s I, it’s me, It’s mine.
Time lost. Memories kept.
Beutiful to look at. Horrible to live by.
Twisting the sunset key, we set the darkness free.
Holding a tomb. Hope is heavy weight.
The scars of bygone pride, parasiting all that died.
The chariot is buried in the stick.
Towards where is this light spent. Darkness bent.
Helixfinger Out!
Poetry Time 4: Evermind
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, July 17, 2022
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TheDeeMan at 4:39PM, July 18, 2022
I'll do that. Thanks. ;D Dee - Succubus writer dude
Andreas_Helixfinger at 5:52AM, July 17, 2022
@TheDeeMan - Sure, why not👍 Anyone who'd like to contribute with their own poetic piece can PQ it to me, and I'll have it posted with credit to the creator here on poetry time😉
TheDeeMan at 3:15AM, July 17, 2022
Can anyone contribute to poetry time? Just wondering. Dee - Succubus writer dude