thy butterfly ,
wings ascends so high
mist of his flowers
neat and mesmerizing.
one spur and she dies.
winter
look how it goes.
up is where they fall
the blizzards of snow.
even when the summer comes.
what she forever feel,
are sadness and sorrow.
a viking
from a lonely castle.
ruled by a greedy king
who treated him as a cattle,
he arrived to the west
where the climate
could be described
to his past home's downfall.
a tree
on a droughtful desert.
leaves are what you see.
for even a withered flora
could be fulfilled with the shadows above.
you once asked me
what i'll become
without you.
i'll be that leafless tree
and you're that clouds above.
you complete me,
but we're helplessly apart.
YOU ARE READING
Phrases Within His Shadows
Poetry" they witness his bleeding on the beauty of his shadows. "
