Wreckage set against the flow,
That wholly left as sets the tone,
Joining shining shards displaced: unknown:
Reflecting that which sibling ceded,
In its place;
For this place;
With neither love nor hope disgraced,
And life and death unfit to gamble,
And stones unturned sent shadow-bound,
To unknown depths: eternal home.
About the Creator
Z-Man
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Hello all! I am an aspiring vocalist, filmmaker + writer. I hope you gain something personal + inspiring from my work here. You are also welcome to subscribe to my YouTube Channel: Ad-Libbing With The Zman.
Thank You!
Zach
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Comments (1)
This was very profound and thought provoking! Loved your poem!