Barren Hiraeth Poem by Tinnie Moe

I crave to wander
in barren hiraeth,
to crave to wander
in a broad soulless sea
As the goldenst of Noah's Ark
afloated no
sacred love through my heart

Now
I am no more haunted
No taken pain portrates their flauntry
Now I am totally free of apathetic howling
cause the certain death our bounteous Mother Earth
due t'all whome strived her remorse worthy

Even
I am not even enraged
that even her death itself disappears.


What's wander if eternity shines
the same alive
as the same as dead