Hello Everyone, I'm new to this beautiful forum and I just wanted to participate in the English section,
I have wrote a not-so-good peom two months ago, and I finally think it can be published on line
So, without further ado, here's your poem
Staring ahead
Not understanding what that creature is saying
Nothing but scribbles I see
With my tired aging eyes
As the time flies
The curtain falls
On the ruminants of the daily play
The scribbles turn to walls
As I, in the dream, sway
Now there she stood
With her most entrancing eyes
In a timeless realm
She stands and cries
Wind blows, and thunder roars
Clashing in their ancient wars
And then I glimpse in the brief light
Her figure dancing in delight
She loved the storm
And brewed the rain
With shimmering eyes
And infinite pain
Thorns grow and scratch her feet
As if signaling her defeat
Yet at the thorn’s source a dirge played
Bringing from the past a cursed blade
Against the wind and the pouring rain
I pull the sword to kill her pain
The dream stopped and alas
Now it was the end of class
I hope you all like it