Retained in the skull, bone and blood
Decreed with destiny time had flood
Reveals in the strength different from odd
Seeing through the future's mighty god
Stone or rock maybe on past
Present as it goes like a metallic blast
Future holds the orb may cast
Change in everything until it last
Firm like fibers that is built so fine
Dark and cruel like a gloomy tine
Regained in a foolish healing vine
As you walk to choose your path to shine.
J.H
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Flame Of Souls
PoetryThese poems are not written at the same day or at the same time, each one of them is unique. Their creation time does not have a specific gap, all were created at a random interval because I only write when I strongly feel something. Readers, I hope...
