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Formal Poem: Destiny Is...?

  • Writer: aschmid621
    aschmid621
  • Nov 2, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: Dec 14, 2022

Destiny is…?


Everything is a reminder of the past

Hopes that she will return at last

With innocent obsidian eyes

Withering music begins to rise


Her eerie song fills the air

All around, floats glimmering hair

Golden strands now turned black

Decaying tears begin to crack

Raised head, face shrouded in dark

Haunted by the memory of the mark


Words falter on my tongue

Hope lies silent for the young

Hand cripples by the touch

Power blossoms too much


Blinded by her choice,

Death spreads by her voice

Earth rumbles and shake

The ones she loves drop and break


Sunlight rises anew,

Yet the pain only grew


The great tree falls in strife

Breaking the chains of life


Seven roses hang upside down as they are connected by white string.
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