Flightless owl
Who knows the dark corners
Of night sky like the back of his hand
His protruding eyes no longer shine
To keep this darkness aglow
Ah Sky, this mourning widow
The evil surges through her blood
And removes each star like a brushstroke
Only to leave scars all around her body
This life is poor, ******
A burning hell with no flames, no light
To keep this mess together tight!
Darkness speaks, and the owl sees.
tragedy occurs out of hand
And out of place
With no good hands to keep it safe
With no trace to track
This world runs amock
Oh this pain never ends.
And sky cries ever louder..
Tina RSH ©
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
Flightless owl
Who knows the dark corners
Of night sky like the back of his hand
His protruding eyes no longer shine
To keep this darkness aglow
Ah Sky, this mourning widow
The evil surges through her blood
And removes each star like a brushstroke
Only to leave scars all around her body
This life is poor, ******
A burning hell with no flames, no light
To keep this mess together tight!
Darkness speaks, and the owl sees.
tragedy occurs out of hand
And out of place
With no good hands to keep it safe
With no trace to track
This world runs amock
Oh this pain never ends.
And sky cries ever louder..
Tina RSH ©
