Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2019
The winds of autumn,
The Emperor's robe flutter.

The storms of spring,
His heart's in anger.

The frost of winter,
A thousand men dies.

The warmth of summer,
Peace for mankind.
Explaination-The Emperor control's the fate of his people like a god.
Written by
Tuan Do  M
(M)   
221
     Jules and Ansley
Please log in to view and add comments on poems