DynastyA Poem by Ana B.a wee dramatic old scribbleBetween
the clouds maker And
the master of shadows The
army of sky breakers Release
their night-dipped arrows
So
that in the forgotten realms Some
light will shine And
the daughters of wars Some
corners of peace could find
Some
sketches of hope… A
balm for their shadow kissed soul The
magic that a fantasy can evoke To
erase all that the darkness stole
No
legions of faith and armies of moonlight Can
do it for us… Cause
only we can find the hidden delight And
the edges of this eternal contrast…
Through
Devil’s eyes Our
soul is corrupt with stealth, But
no matter how hard we try The
truth unravels by itself. © 2017 Ana B.Author's NoteReviews
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