From Old to NewA Poem by The Anathematic ErrorThe sun has set on the old He was withered by moonlight The night shows emptiness But the sunrise dawns the new The old was not as you’ve been told He wore a mask to hide him from your sight Who he was, he shall not confess For telling a tale, the dead shall not do The new does not take his place He lets go of all the old knew He sets on a journey for a new home A place where he can stand out with a new name Although new, he wears an old face He wears the face, but with an identity anew The old story finished, a new soul being sewn Why this takes place, the old is to blame The old knew it was his time to die Nothing productive, he could never make Time for the new, he would not ever deny Time for the old to sleep, and the new to wake © 2018 The Anathematic Error |
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Added on May 30, 2018 Last Updated on May 30, 2018 AuthorThe Anathematic ErrorAboutI write poetry. If you wanna learn more about me, my soul is presented through the words I speak to the world. more..Writing
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