In the morning break
A wonderful time to enjoy
A white blur can be seen
But never its full form
Many have heard the legend
A nine tailed beast with fur as white as snow
As graceful as a swan, but as ferocious as a tiger
The very few who have seen this mysterious creature have sworn not to speak of it
I am one of the many few who have seen such a creature
I am breaking the oath I have been sworn to keep
But I will take the full consequence of what may happen to me
Many adore this beast
It is a creature admired by all
A white fox
A rare sight to even think
Since most fox have brown or orange coats
A white fox, indescribable
The beauty cannot compare to a holy maiden
I know I am being hunted by this beauty
For I have spilled the truth of its existence
But, if I am to die by those pearl white fangs
To be able to stare into those golden eyes in my time of descent
I have seen it all
Now, excuse me
As I have a date with-
No a destiny
With this beast of the wild
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My Poems
PoetryThis is a book of all poems...Combined! That basically summarizes this whole book...To anyone who reads this I hope you get a little bit of knowledge through these poems, or enjoyment... anything you gain from this will make me happy either way! Any...
