sky

Bitter alignment of the sky.
 Cruel claw grazing my thigh.
 Is it the time to laugh and cry?
 Seeking answers in the sky.
Metamorphosis of the closed eye.
 reaching faith, the fatal lie.
Never quite understanding why.
Will we ever be a dionysain? 
Or will we die still with question

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

Now this one is sick!! I love it!! You have a unique way of writing, I like your style. "Bitter alignment of the sky" killer choice of words. Well penned Princess.

[The Chosen Poet]

This is just beautiful, this piece is well penned and paints a picture of curiousity in ones mind ''will we die still with question'' we'll die with the question eventually Lol. Thanks for sharing