Her pleas fall on deaf ears.
Ignoring her groan.
Her children are not stirred by her plight.
How long can she hold out?
It turned out wagerer that she went away.
But it's a touch depressing.
I foresaw her need for downtime.
For a stronger and successful comeback.
To reflower and gain power, she needs time.
Flowers of a bygone era lie dead.
In a ripe, rotting state grabbed over time.
Now she's doing it her own way.
She's all topped off and ready to shine!
Written: May 11, 2023
Be as you wish to seem. By Socrates
I stood in a ditch, shrouded by darkness
I felt void as if the universe was falling apart
The wind moved silently through tree emptiness
Was it a hell that varied according to a sin chart?
There was utterly no vitality in the twilight
My restless soul vanished into stimulating sight
I prayed nonstop for meekness and delight.
What is my wish—a shooting star just for me?
I wish for world peace and a wagerer world spree
and that the kids of earth will not be hungry.
The sight of a single light gave me hopefulness
The sky was bathed in the light of magic heart
Then I gazed in awe as the moon rose bright
My kids, you are the stars that cure timeless glee.
Written: April 24, 2023
Writing Challenge - 'W' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
This poem form is the Fragmented Rhyme invented and Conceived by Constance La France. It has 14 lines with indentation, and a rhyme scheme, as follows: ABABCCCDDDABCD