Poems from Eyoung2936
O deadly! O Powerful! O Immortal!
Oh those blood and brain I stole,
Trembling with fears they stood in horror,
How my power took its toll...
We are an abundant of clovers resting
in a cool grass ever so slighty moved
by a gentle breeze on a hot summer day.
Too much thinking so little time,
Anxiety at best so simple a rhyme.
A world now not a world then
Forever changing only time may mend
A days work never unrewarded
True lives and words unspoken
Ties between...
The gentle breeze illuminates the shimmering coals
Casting embers into the silent night
A lone oak tree perched upon several grassy knolls...