The Treasure of the Sun

The land will now never know the Sun's warm glow.

The Sun sets to mourn her loss,

to cut her beloved’s wings away,

to save all but one.

He was nothing but a pawn,

never wanted to leave.

Then the time had come

for the battle to be won.

The Moon takes stead,

for the Darkness had engulfed 

the Treasure of the Sun.

Author's Note

Constructive criticism welcomed :)

Reviews

[Beka Perry]

Very beautiful! I loved your poem. :)

[A Teenage Girl]

Very beautiful! I like the comparison you have placed in this poem.

97/100

[Damien Davison]

Interesting and unique, I liked it!

[Dr. Wood ?]

I like this twist on the sunset..I see many over the sea from where I live...I do however think that you need to delete one of the 2 AWAYS in the second line

[Kris]

Thank you! It was actually inspired from one of my favorite games.

Yes. I see now. I'll fix it right away.