She glides on wings in the nightA Poem by An owl on the moonOur dreams are as real to us as life itself, but the sun can break apart the locks to our secret places…
She glides on wings in the night, with deafened ears and blinded sight. Pages turn and centuries pass; moments cease in frozen glass. She walks on wings in the night, living fantasies of faithless might. When the light of truth floods her eyes, her fragile body faints and dies. The devastation of desire, and the desecration of creation, brings the hoofbeats of the horsemen, and a haunting revelation. Hollow, hollow is my haven, I horrid-hear the screeching of the raven. And now in empty solace I resign; a solitary path in life is mine...
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Added on March 12, 2011Last Updated on March 12, 2011 AuthorAn owl on the moonAbout2024 is here... May we make it so much more heaven than hell... Wishing all peace on earth... Together, maybe we go the distance... The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet t.. more..Writing
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