Unknown Poet

Poem 1

The restless rascals rustling around
The damp hollowed trunks
Slow swaying of the ghostly arms
Desperate for one last touch
Whispering winds winding around
The relentless words
To the victims of there forbidden secrets

The going down of the afternoon sun
Dark green umbrellas lingering above
Gorgeous horizons and deadly nights
Acres of ancient works of art

Angelic tunes being sang
Powerful colours of exotic creatures
Young being born, hatched and raised
And flowers of the scent of honey comb, vanilla and lavender scattered effortlessly throughout the plains
Creating a beautiful peace
A home
A saviour
My heaven

A/n
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-Elvis