Sleeping, dreaming, into long ago,
Awaking, breathtaking legend,
Legend of first snow,
Time stops she meets an old friend,
"I remember you,
In this field of lavender blue"
Our legend grows of love eternal,
"I have always been your guardian angel",
"I don't want the dawn rising,
I want to warm your heart freezing"
"Take me with you to your realm,
Show me your home,
But you must go with the rising sun"
"I carry in my heart a legend,
It'll lead me straight back to once upon a dream"
And where the tear fell a rose bloomed,
They knew they may never again meet,
But a lifetime is a journey so short,
She woke up with her legend,
Held the arrow obsidian pendent feeling her friend
About the Creator
Swords and Feathers
My name is Ritesh D. Singde. I write spiritual, philosophical poems that are often heartfelt. I'm inspired emotionally by instrumental music that I translate into metaphors and poems/short stories.
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