Why - (Achievement #1 = 2 points)
My heart is pierced with pain, why did you take me away?
My feet were firmly rooted, among trees of green, where the earth did pray.
I cannot control this hell, like I would a symphony.
I search in vain for an epiphany.
My baton has become a drumstick.
What kind of metaphor is this, like an ice cream I am licked?
What ails this weeping soul I cannot tell?
Golden memories have sunk deep in a well.
The fortune tellers palm is crossed with silver.
But no solace could she deliver.
Please let me go, send me home or I will die.
Let me fall one more time from the azure sky.
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Achievement Hunter - Poets Pub 2021 Summer Challenge
PoetryWelcome to our 2021 Achievement Hunter Challenge. This is a brand new challenge here at the Poets Pub and it will be running through the summer, June 1st through August 31. We will be posting at least 27 different "achievements" each month and eac...
