01-30-2018, 01:19 PM
These words supreme to me
parade an effervescence,
which of the spirit
trickles over
begone from reality.
Repressed by pillars,
whilst annealed in hills
that call the mockingjay,
to seek refuge
beneath its wings
of endless comforting.
Ponderous deeds deny me,
from these knolls of earth
and strands of green;
unfulfilled verses
expose,
these words supreme to me.
parade an effervescence,
which of the spirit
trickles over
begone from reality.
Repressed by pillars,
whilst annealed in hills
that call the mockingjay,
to seek refuge
beneath its wings
of endless comforting.
Ponderous deeds deny me,
from these knolls of earth
and strands of green;
unfulfilled verses
expose,
these words supreme to me.