Ashes of the shadows lay in stillness of grey,
Kiss of death,
Within the last breath.
A kingdom in reign.
Heartless, will they ever mourn,
While the heartfulness shed tears to fulfill the desert’s storm.
Commonwealth in golds,
Excellence of divine,
Although,
Today they refuse to cry.
Some stories of warriors of bold,
Soon will be buried beneath the weight of the foretold.
Great Britain’s flag tremble under the new weight of a crown.
Darkness and light filter throughout the king’s eyes.
Jewels of old,
Carry our souls.
As we continue to survive,
Do not forget us our queen,
As you become the distant memory’s dream.
About the Creator
A. Rose
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Ladies and Gentlemen, I am returned. I am envisaging a grand entrance here, a footman perhaps, announcing my arrival, or a both doors flung wide attention grab. That I actually slipped in quietly with an itsy bitsy haiku seems far more in keeping with my actual style. Either way, I am back after an absence of a couple of weeks in which I dedicated myself fully to a family holiday. I could do no different, it has been a very full trip, and a wonderful trip for it. But though I read most of a novel, I took no time to read on Vocal, and no time to write either.
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