Me Me Poet ABC

Black Lion

Black Lion roar,
 behold the king my peers has come through the door 
The mighty sing
A thunderous ring
So still in the night  the fear it shall bring 
Catch me for I am a broken thing
So will you not see 
for I am to be
The one who is chosen has fell to its knee 
I am the key
You always new it was me 
The original of the world 
Is who I will always be.

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Paige Hind February 8, 2025 at 5:04 PM I enjoy how you see yourself as a black lion. What a metaphor -

Beata Agustin September 25, 2023 at 10:52 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed. (Please check definition of ABC as poetry form). Me Me January 17, 2025 at 11:20 PM You sound like a spiritual leader Me Me January 17, 2025 at 11:15 PM Thank you for the comment..

Brandy Nicole September 24, 2023 at 4:59 PM You're confident, and that's a very good quality, indeed. I can hear you "Roar," and I'm not frightened. Welcome to Poetry Soup. My best to you. ~ Brandy Me Me January 17, 2025 at 11:17 PM Thank you so much , the black lion could never be violent, only kind and used as a spiritual protector.