I am the lion's mane
coloured by all that light became
core, black as night's rain
I am known as the start
kept dear in many hearts
I am the womb of many a man
I am all but fair
seen by most with a gleeful glare
From many a culture
my fear has been drawn
I am the mask of the Harbinger
hated by some, from the draw
I am all but fair
I AM the Alpha of all
I started the start of eternity
I am the Alpha of all
YOU ARE READING
Diving Into Minds Unknown
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry that is NOT filtered through the fine veil of depression that plagues me so often, do expect tones of it though, one can never always escape your demons.
