A big thank you to Sammi for hosting this challenge. Here’s my take on it.
Though I try
To rectify
My mistakes—
To lower those stakes
Built for years
In endless spheres
“Better late than never” they say,
“If there’s a will, there’s a way”
But I’m stuck in dead-end.
I know doesn’t make me much sense, but it’s written from the point of view of my imaginary friend, Yhorri (there, I drew him)
Thank you so much for reading and have a great weekend ahead~
Thank you, Sammi, for hosting this Weekend Writing Prompt.
A single voice throbs my ears
Maybe it’s the wind,
Whistling by the coves,
Maybe it’s the clouds,
Singing by the copse,
Maybe it’s the birds,
Maybe the cricket’s chirping.
I don’t know whose song it is,
My ears are already dead.
All I know,
They sing of peace
The peace that had already left my head,
Living behind an empty cage,
Shivering with pain, shivering with rage,
As I lay dying in the copse.
There begins the song again.
Whispering in my ears.
My only peer
In this quiet, cold night.
It’s the stars, I guess,
Singing a eulogy for me.
(102 words)
This is my first try in this contest. I am in quite a dark mood, so I am sorry to make it dark as well.
Den of Dreams 