The hidden path-Original work of WC
Fire flies,
They are lies~
The Flicking Lights,
Many Blind Nights~
May they open up,
Lets take a gulp~
Embrace the Path~
Then will the Bath~
Dream time, they come,
Though never it seems,
The truth~
shall ever be seen~
Inside the darkness,
Hides the path.
Walk on it,
Never sit~
Faith may flicker~
Let it tickle~
Make your fire,
With your heart.
Light it up~
And with it~
Fireworks will fly~
Sparks shall grow~
And shall your Heart too, glow~
To find the path,
lies hidden traps,
Rejoicing at fallen screams~
For those who can't hold their dreams~
It's the end it seems~
Deep within the sorrowful stream~
Past them though,
One will find,
A Golden Lift,
Never though, by grift,
Shall one find true gift~
Open the box,
shall you find,
the greatest treasure of all~
Though what it holds,
shall forever be a myth,
for those that daren't venture thus far~
Shall not prevail~
Until the mist of lies~
Finally dies~
Never cry,
For you won't fly,
Heavy weights,
you may throw,
till the end,
it's still your soul~
Underneath the stars~
the black and blue skies~
Now will you see~
The river of dreams,
the calling of your endeavors~
May you stay true,
Away from Grue.
Win this race,
not with your face~
But your grace.
And forever the lace,
shall be tied!
Many Blind Nights~
May they open up,
Lets take a gulp~
Embrace the Path~
Then will the Bath~
Dream time, they come,
Though never it seems,
The truth~
shall ever be seen~
Inside the darkness,
Hides the path.
Walk on it,
Never sit~
Faith may flicker~
Let it tickle~
Make your fire,
With your heart.
Light it up~
And with it~
Fireworks will fly~
Sparks shall grow~
And shall your Heart too, glow~
To find the path,
lies hidden traps,
Rejoicing at fallen screams~
For those who can't hold their dreams~
It's the end it seems~
Deep within the sorrowful stream~
Past them though,
One will find,
A Golden Lift,
Never though, by grift,
Shall one find true gift~
Open the box,
shall you find,
the greatest treasure of all~
Though what it holds,
shall forever be a myth,
for those that daren't venture thus far~
Shall not prevail~
Until the mist of lies~
Finally dies~
Never cry,
For you won't fly,
Heavy weights,
you may throw,
till the end,
it's still your soul~
Underneath the stars~
the black and blue skies~
Now will you see~
The river of dreams,
the calling of your endeavors~
May you stay true,
Away from Grue.
Win this race,
not with your face~
But your grace.
And forever the lace,
shall be tied!
Nice poem! :D
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