Past Glory

Past Glory

A Poem by TheNightShift

Give me back your crowded streets,
show me the glory of your past.
Into dark alleys your spirit retreats,
conquerors in your squares amass.
The kingdom died with its people,
now resettled with a successor race.
The world will never see its equal,
only lament this sad disgrace.

© 2016 TheNightShift


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I read through this poem several times because something about it made me want to know more. I slowed down to savor the language and became quite reflective about all the possibilities that could have spurred this poem. Powerful punch in small package! #LRWP2016

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Ah, the time old tale of the rise of an empire, and the death of another. I really liked this poem. In just a few lines you summed up the human existence. Well done!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I read through this poem several times because something about it made me want to know more. I slowed down to savor the language and became quite reflective about all the possibilities that could have spurred this poem. Powerful punch in small package! #LRWP2016

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 16, 2016
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TheNightShift
TheNightShift

Reykjavík, Iceland



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I'm an aspiring author from Iceland. I have an interest in history, science fiction, video games and more. more..

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