Dedicated to: PEACE_MAKER06
I'm Hindsight,
I'd think of the things I'd do
On a Restless night
I'd call the elven folk for a party
Around a fire with no heat
And they'd tell me the reasons
for which their hearts beat
When I've never found my own pace.
In the Innocent Chaos
I imagined a peace that didnt include your hum
Where we could race to the rhythm
Of my own drums
And my gallop would not slow
Nor will your flight confuse the eagle's winds,
For I will not pause to become as Normal People in their commom sins.
By NightFall
We had already recant
The opinion of your ways
And the manner in which you were slant
It was at the dance that i realised
It was you that I truly despised
There is no another time, another place for us.
Because this was our Ball,
But it was all a trick of the elven magic
So even now if you had come to me
In the appropriate attire,
I've already put that gown into the heatless fire.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoesíaThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
