ReturningA Poem by PerditionI sit and peer A new pulse A new stab A new haunting sincerity, Desirably free As fanged as it groans from ferality I dawn its taste and death I gaze its sea made terror by what comes from live's inherent gulf Yet with ease and pleasing wealth Such simplicities in sweet keeping Greater the hills that no soul can climb nor
return bearing gold Nor mortals seek merits that, Once earned forever must lay still....burning Days are made to war with greater solitude Let me make this clear Live Give not one selfish thought to
consequence Give not a sword to worry nor to thus kindly king tipped fear Do not regret Rather live and love as though Now keeps your truth in poisonous scope Laugh into your sun’s setting trial Gaze the hillsides and peaks in desire but keep earnest, earning your final breath immortal- Wish the song that settles such a sleep
as lips spawned out stillness keep Earn your precious life with day and you
have earned the title that Now’s only wish is your day had come sooner- Leave only this dust of wish Our gazing toward a sun from what must One day return…. © 2019 PerditionFeatured Review
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