Fugitive

poem

Date:   2/22/2005 5:54:35 AM   ( 19 y ) ... viewed 2189 times

Fugitive


Shadows of Light
thru pillars of stone..
are tracking down
my fugitive soul...

that stealthily fled
whilst' I did sleep..
(shrouded in darkness.
on starbound feet).

Left me imprisoned
within this form..
(screaming in silence)
my broken heart mourns..

as silver -tipped eagles
search oe'r the skies...
(driven by madness)
thru time they fly...

to break the spell
of this evil deed.
To return my rebel soul to me.

Trembling' like a lost, frightened child,
they cage my soul,,(that was once free and wild)
Time cries, "Compassion!" (too late), you see..
I buried my heart under Life's debri.


age 15/ Ami

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