The bonds between a dragon and a rider
voices in my head are never clear
Warnings can still be warmer
I would love if there were any
creature that could hear me all the time
The bond that's stronger instead of having many
perhaps the dragon that does more than fine
And I wish this world were already mine
kill or get killed
oh gods what if I were a cadet
I will hold myself magic signet
fourth wing ....
turns a tingling in
wrathing ....
the memories of a fantasy, I could never forget
more than enough, eyes shimmering
to live with a lifetime of emotions
that I never had experienced or witnessed
A dragon without its rider is a tragedy.
A rider without their dragon is dead.
always a hope being a fickle, I will not die today
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️


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