The happiness almost overwhelmed me
Until I know it was a lie,
When the messenger of our kingdom
Came by.
A sad look in his face,
Terror and rage, in gulf me,
In such a sad way to disgrace
For I have heard the terrible news
Of you being deceased.
The reason of your death is the battle
Against the kingdom you conquered,
With the rebels that fought and
Came like thunder or thieves in
The night that no one wonders.
YOU ARE READING
Trinami Dace
Poésie"Come on in. I welcome you to my thoughts, to my sadness and my everlasting imagination in life and poetry. Please, have a seat and relax your mind for you're about to enter mine."
