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The Weeping Willow’s Litany

Rayniedays

1 min read

‘Beneath the willow, you will find,

A forgotten and forsaken lover,

A promise broken by a heart in search for another,

A fallen vow dressed in dampened lace,

A jaded lover left to burn at her alter.

‘Beneath the willow, you will find,

The loss of innocence and wonder,

The eyes of freedom drowned in a sea of regret,

The ghost of a wisp that wanders,

The tears of forsaken joy.

‘Beneath the willo...

Horror

Poetry

The Dreaming Dark.

Rayniedays

1 min read

Where there is light,

There is always a shadow close behind.

A metallic flood creeps up the spine,

And whispers are told and taught to bite.

But where our shadows lurk and creep,

Remember sweet child,

It's the light that gave us the forms we see.

Hope?

Lies!

Truly a false sense of sight.

So hold your sorrows.

Keep your tears in your eyes.

For she twists and turns in a lying dance.

The light, ...

Fantasy

Poetry