Forlorn dream stare wistfully
Passing not of night
Endless anguish ceases
Breath of love and blight
King of valiant
Blackest wings
Ceaseless gaze of fallen king
Wood and metal
Mahogany, gold
Honest prince
Dared grow cold
Feel the breath of day And night
Fall to earth: thy kingdom's light.
YOU ARE READING
Birds in Glass Castles
PoetryMy collection of poems through the last few years in some of their rawest forms; more steppingstones of my journey as a writer.
