Golden eyes of the sleeping dragon,
What do you see?
Is the world dark,
or may it be light?
I felt cold looking into them,
Somehow distant and still.
Are the demons vicious,
The ones that you fight?
I wish that you win aganist them,
Make those monsters leave.
/This was just a fun little poem I wrote during class, took me like 5 minutes, so excuse its simplicity./
YOU ARE READING
My poems
PoetryPoems that came from the unspoken words. If I could tell You, dear Sun, all this is meant for You - yet when I open my mouth, silence is the only that comes out. If You ever, somehow, find this, read them with care and an open mind.
