Day, night, morning, all one
Image When Day and Night Meet by ~Juandii
I still remember that day,
floating above the world,
divided in two, future and past,
day, night, morning, all one,
happinnes, sadness and emotion;
but was the present what I lost
and the irony who won.
Worlds of frozen fire
and toothless piranhas.
See it in angry glares
is useless.
Here is the way,
but nothing was the same
from that endless morning. Day, night, morning, all onein Poesia-Poetry
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The hero who resigned
The high black tower looked to him threatening,
in the middle of the desert it rose:
black walls, sharp obsidian,
massive ruins around it,
and, in its shape, madness was looming.
The hero was, little by little, advancing
in his confident search.
Gone were the mountains,
gone were the plains
and even further was the sea,
where large ships had been floating,
led by him.
His bravery unleashed,
and with fury commanded
to his emboldened armies.
Surges in attack arranged
but never to the battle came.
The wall of sound advanced
and terror he only saw.
The coastline destroyed,
thousands of ships
smashed against the cliffs.
The castles demolished
and their foundations burned.
His army behind him died,
only he stood.
The destruction was indelible,
the memory remained.
But his purpose was forgotten
the name was forgotten
of the hero who resigned. The hero who resignedin Poesia-Poetry
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Sta.sh
Its so mesmerizing and beautiful.......
your comment made my day 