Below is the poem entitled The Burning Black Dragon which was written by poet
Mashaw. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The moon rises to see nothing
Everything empty, with only the wind left
Desolate despair reaches into an eternity
Vanquished 'till death they part in the shadows
The stench of death billows and furls
Suffocating like a blinding fog
Rolling in and out of consciousness
I wander in this desolate I called ''home''
Now I look upon the wasted remains of things once familiar
Love and hatred mix into one
The burning desire to leave and never come back overcomes
Will-power lost inside; buried beneath
The sights I envision are all I have left
Nothing exactly as it used to be
We built upon everlasting sorrow
Making new out of old and discarding the rest
But as I dwell in ancient memories, I stop
Something is missing in the dreams I encounter in sleep
But there, the memory is uncovered in the blackened mist
Now I may lose myself in never-awakening slumber...