I feel the soul of th'world
there's something dark to come
a wail is coming from the north
where evil star of cold resides
Wild panic dancing in our eyes
A fear that's un-identified
There's knocking in your door but wait!..
It might be better to just hide
Replay your life and feel regret
Immediately seek a way
to shelter; otherwise - succumb.
Now history repeats itself
in you.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=642321
Рубрика: Філософська лірика
дата надходження 08.02.2016
автор: Jonny Evilko