Whirlwind of Cherry Blossoms - (Ode) Award Winning by WarrioroftheSoul, literature
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Whirlwind of Cherry Blossoms - (Ode) Award Winning
Whirlwind of Cherry Blossoms
How the smell was so sweet when I met you
of cherry blossoms dancing in the breeze,
and like flutes, the wind playing the bamboo.
Oh my, how this sound put my soul to ease.
I walked to you as you walked towards me,
The soothing wind blew blossoms around us
You slipped your hand in mine, and held it tight
on the cherry bridge by the Blossom tree.
We sat til the moon rose, full and white, thus
we did not move, we just sat there all night.
The baby blossoms caressed our skin
and the bamboo played its romantic tune
As the distance between us became thin
You cuddled close, As we stared at the moon
on the cherry bridge
Our decaying world (Sonnet) by WarrioroftheSoul, literature
Literature
Our decaying world (Sonnet)
Our decaying world
The indulgence of our every day life,
has brought a darkness on this mother earth.
Our pathetic human battles and strife,
has polluted us all since our birth.
No emotion to the human hunger,
as we continue to destroy this earth.
We exterminate species and sunder,
this lovely world, what is it really worth?
Devious humans will not stop scheming,
and planning our very own demise.
No one listens as the earth is screaming
We are all deaf, and will not recognize.
We all arrogantly stand full of pride.
But, Mother Earth will show her darker side.
The Heart Anchor (Sonnet) by WarrioroftheSoul, literature
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The Heart Anchor (Sonnet)
Heart Anchor
Do you hear that? The sound of tides above?
The sounds of happiness and affection?
And I hear of this word often called love.
What is it? I only feel rejection.
That is why I'm here, deep in an ocean.
I feel the icy depths of loneliness.
No one with me, only cold emotion.
This solitude is unharmonious.
I crave the feeling of a lover's touch.
Her gentle hands and heart to help warm mine.
But alas, one would not love me as such.
As I sit here and suffer the dark brine.
The heart anchor keeps me from the above.
I sit here, waiting for someone to love.