Death is stagnation Life is progression Obsolete is the plague Of eternal transgression Majestic wings, vast as the ocean of time Awaking from slumber Deliver me from the cesspool of degradation Tearing my soul assunder Lay my soul on the grass of far-off lands Where the sun mght bathe its scars And extract the beauty from my winter-worn eyes Carrying it to the ever-present stars Moonlight dancing through the leaves Of evergreens sighing in the autumn breeze Where the cares of this world cannot reach me Can you take me there? I've heard the songs of better days They've called out from the misty mountains Of those places, and I don't care for turning away Music fills the void of soul We dance amongst the fields of amber glory The children walk with fairy hand-in-hand In a far-off land more joyous than even I can understand Lost boys, your voices sound with triump You've cheated death and sadness And trapped lightning in a bottle of mirth Where I may drink and toast the twighlight of despair Sipping wine, engaged in reveries With tired stars now soon to slumber We talk and laugh of days gone by When my soul had wept dust tears for its own descent Like this poem? Leave me a comment and check out my other poems in the thread titled From the Heart...I would love to hear what u guys think..thanks so much! Love and peace...
I used to be one fantasy reading fool. I don’t know if you’ve read the lord of the rings, but the way he describes elven parties; this poem takes me to that same place, minus the elves, of course. Thanks!
With tired stars now soon to slumber We talk and laugh of days gone by When my soul had wept dust tears for its own descent _________________________ My brain refuses to concentrate, but these lines caught my eye especially. Thanks
'We dance amongst the fields of amber glory The children walk with fairy hand-in-hand' These two lines sing! The poem opens heavily and awkwardkly and then lines like these two begin to appear. Know your strength, bathe in its glory and start from there.
