Poetry on the topic of love, rejection, and confusion.

The flames dance around me so timely and cold.

The ice retreats sadly, it does as its told

The moon smiling softly, it watches the day

The sun joins us quickly, it wishes to stay  

 

The pale moon is laughing; singing along

Knowing itself, that everything’s wrong

Shadows are playing near pillars of light

While I stand alone, waiting for night.  

 

Just watch through the window, see land much like art.

The rabbit cries lonely, broken eyes match her heart.

The Death of the forest is carried on air.

I stand seeking shelter, yet it’s never there.  

 

Now watch once again, while reality falls

The sickly red rabbit now shouting her calls

See shadows behind it, they’re marching in time

Sung ever so softly, the sad tune is sublime.

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