Poetry

Airikr
PROFILE About me Friends (2) Poetry (1)


Airikr

Airikr, 8 november 2011

Gates of ember

I fear the fires, flaring, flaming, grazing 
at the gates of unbroken ember glaring.
The wisp of wind, whipping and wailing, 
but to what ends I mend thee? 
To what bends thee? 
Be it wether steel or jubilee? 
A tied down heart
or one that's free
I took a ship from a harbor that once was ye.
Long gone, 
the song, 
that was once
you and me.


number of comments: 0 | rating: 34 | detail


10 - 30 - 100



Other poems: Gates of ember,

Terms of use | Privacy policy | Contact

Copyright © 2010 truml.com, by using this service you accept terms of use.


contact with us






Report this item

You have to be logged in to use this feature. please register

Ta strona używa plików cookie w celu usprawnienia i ułatwienia dostępu do serwisu oraz prowadzenia danych statystycznych. Dalsze korzystanie z tej witryny oznacza akceptację tego stanu rzeczy.    Polityka Prywatności   
ROZUMIEM
1