Poezie

Conjuration

(09 iulie 2005)

1 min lectură·12 mai 2010

Mediu

Come to me sweet words of rhyme,

Take my hands and carry me

Pon’ the wings of melody

To space and time sublime.

Put all of my fears in chains,

Take me to the land of thoughts,

Where there are no schemes or plots,

Only green Elysian plains.

Purify my words impure,

Make them serve their meaning well,

Let them speak what I foretell

When all darkness I abjure.

Shout them out with odes of pain

When the drops of ancient sorrow

Echo that there’s no tomorrow

As they fall like velvet rain.

But what shall become of me?

Can I still escape my fate,

Or perhaps it is too late

To renounce my poetry?

Distant songs of faded dreams

Taint the sadness of my ear

And I tremble at the fear

They’re forever lost, it seems...

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WinterSnowfall. “Conjuration.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/wintersnowfall/poezie/13940577/conjuration

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