Trobairitz Knight Poet Free verse

Sentimentality

Blue streets and withering weathers,
In the middle yet too far,
When near, the nemesis narrows not
A calm that your sweet air might mar
The sound of birthing silence, I wonder how how it feels.

Melodies of melting mountains mourning,
Free birds under the lush sky to blame
Astonishing symphonies fading away,
These winds will not rhyme today
To bury in these underweight verses, I wonder how it feels.

Seven feet above death, seven steps closer to life
To walk, I wonder how it feels.

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24th of May, 2022

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Beata Agustin January 8, 2025 at 10:13 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet 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." Have a blessed New Year.