#citadel poems on Hello Poetry

Derrick Jason Smith Jul 2020

My glorious Father and Mother Of Light,
I will bring home your family of light to your Citadel Of Light,
Where life is real and love is King and Queen,
My Royal Family Of Light, the armies of darkness want to steal the light of life from your children if that where possible,
May your First Child Of Light send aid to my war effort against the armies of darkness,
I am he who drives forth darkness and the foe,
Your Citadel Of Light, Which Is Called The New Blue Armilla Is The True Homeland,
Which Mother, You Wear, Your Bracelet With The New Blue Armilla On Your Right Upper Arm Mother Of Light,
Your Citadel Of Light, Which Is Called The New Blue Armilla Is The True Homeland,
Which Mother, You Wear, Your Bracelet With The New Blue Armilla On Your Right Upper Arm Mother Of Light,
Your Citadel Of Light, Which Is Called The New Blue Armilla Is The True Homeland,
Which Mother, You Wear, Your Bracelet With The New Blue Armilla On Your Right Upper Arm Mother Of Light!

14/7/2020

#citadel #of #light

Apporva Arya Dec 2018

Crush

You feel like a Dream,
Whom i daydream,
Every night with Moonbeam..

Clear i tell,
Bound by your Spell,
Yes i fell,
For your deep eyes citadel..

I know you know,
Why don't you show,
At least say NO,
Before my hopes grow..

But you just a dream,
Which will end by outdream..

I like a boy who feel like a dream. I know he know about my feelings,but e doesn't show it. Enough with this torture, Just say NO and let me get over it now.

#dream #daydream #night #moonbeam #tell #spell #citadel #hope #outdream

Meenu Syriac Jun 2014

The Citadel

Beneath the panning sky of brightest blue
As the city awakes to a sun or two.
Morning breeze, a wind aloft,
Dreamers leave their slumber to rise above.

This town saw, yesterday, its longest night,
History made in a little child's plight.
Running from life, as cruel as can be,
A citadel towers over the common folk as a witness to his story.

Drawn from safety, from his, nest he wandered too far,
As he innocently walked into a wicked man's trap.
Cautious glances couldn't save his life,
In the night, all they heard was his desperate cries.

A predator out on the loose preying on the lamb.
Silent whispers with the wind blows with might.
Now, as the morning sun awakens this town's life,
The citadel at the centre begs to be heard on the events of the previous night.

#boy #night #****** #witness #citadel

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