When a Black Feather Falls in the Well of LightWhite figures pass by the black light,When a Black Feather Falls in the Well of Light23 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Indifferent, they follow their routine daily flight.
Black fog swallows the city white,
Apathetic, they never cared about the blight.
Once, they say, stars used to be bright,
But it was long ago, four lifetimes, maybe five.
Black is the sky now, with nothing white
To tell you if it's day outside, or night.
White faceless shells in a city charred -
They speak untruths with intentions of spite.
Give them something and they'll say you are kind,
But ask for a favor and they will curse you and bite.
Black hearts beat in their husks of white,
Pump tar through their system into their wretched minds.
Wisdom gave way to corruption and might.
Love and Sympathy followed her and jumped off a height.
Someone says something, but is it right?
On the tribune, they pour rubbish into your mind.
And blackest lies are uttered by teeth most white.
What a delight! Why would you fight?
The Bishop's MessageThey speak of things we don't desireThe Bishop's Message1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Crimes committed like murder for hire
Destruction created through chaos and fire
Now our obsessions control the future
Scared to speak truths or make emotions through humor
Not accepting of characters, of shooters, abusers
What we had is now just rumors
The end of days through media vision
Forced us to divide our beliefs and decisions
Rapture to the foolish who bow to religion
Where was God when you were told through confusion
After all, we're children to the optical illusion
I don't speak for the passionate
My words are as hollow as the devil's advocate
No one has the right to offer the less fortunate
A reality full of abandonment
Cross your fingers.
Hardenshipping SonnetThere were once two leaders of land and sea,Hardenshipping Sonnet2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
who cared about their goals:
Yet they were too obsessed to see
the disasters that will unfold.
They also have yet to see into the love,
deep down within their hearts:
until they they met up high above,
and were struck by cupids darts.
Sadly the love remained hidden,
because of the long stayed feud;
they kept it deep down within,
a world of deep seclude.
It took only one to show the errors of their ways,
and help bring the two much brighter happier days.