A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


317. I try to take to the sky

I try to take to the sky

But my body is heavy

And my wings are too weary

To take me up there and fly

So in mind I float up there

Far above the cold nether

And towards the stars I stare,

Soul free from any tether…

Whether dream or my own truth,

Illusion or sweet nightmare,

I bask in eternal youth,

On, evermore worse for wear.

Perhaps one day we shall meet

In this night and starry street,

Once, perhaps, my lips shall part

And tale you all of my heart,

Perhaps in another age

I will gather the courage

To finally make you see

All the world you mean to me…

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