in glassy hope
of what once was
at fatalistic
spell
in worn out
love
at old pretense
of devils clanging bell
where time runs out
beneath gray sky
in turns of raging
war
run i in pounding
rocket wake
and wonder what
its for
in glassy hope
of what once was
at fatalistic
spell
in worn out
love
at old pretense
of devils clanging bell
where time runs out
beneath gray sky
in turns of raging
war
run i in pounding
rocket wake
and wonder what
its for
I do love this one. Thanks for sharing such beautiful poems. Kind regards from France. FGM
Thank you for reading and commenting! Im glad you enjoy them 🙂