As the dark dungeons await
By the light, carrying a bait
Coveted for a hidden treasure
Dreamers make their measure
Earnest for the flowers that bloom
Fighting for the fruits that loom
Getting ready, for a long race
Hiking in search of a trace
Indigo, the color of the prize
Kingship, a dream of such a size
Let’s go, says one, get the gain
Make a gesture, take some pain
No, said I, why the hustle
On what cost, why this bustle
Peaceful my life is, filled with love
Queen of mine, is to everything, above
Ranted by them, off I went
Saying bye to love, to lust I bent
To you is life, I used to say
Unknown to lust, was I one day
Vale of gold, is what now I crave
What I didn’t know, was what I gave
Xulu, my love in heaven, I’m sorry
Zenith, no, I know, Nadir is a glory
About the Creator
Oscar
“Read not to contradict and confute; nor to believe and take for granted; nor to find talk and discourse; but to weigh and consider"
- Francis Bacon
Comments (3)
Nice descriptions!
Very nice poetry here
Another great poem