Section Moon Poem by Kelvin Owusu
Section Moon
Self-reflection
my mind wallows
a hollowed night
of a willow tree
My might of sight
blind of shallow halls
shivering quake
the heart triggers
a darken ball
Faces on white walls
hearts plastered on tile floors
under a crimson moon
howls hungry wolves
under a crimson moon
stirs a change in tide
Self-reflection
my mind wallows
a barrow of a nine
my pride I swallow
to greet fate of a lycan's rise.
WOW! I think this poem is amazing. It has a lot of imagery, for the setting. As it went on, I got a kind of feel for the narrator, and it made increasingly more sense. It was majestic. It told a whole story. I really feel the success of this one. [3 G
Kelvin! ! this is so perfect. i felt the condition man.! wow, i feel a breeze on my face! ! just good!
oh forgot it.it s mysterious too.cause the lycan rises at the end but i wonder they rise when the monn is completed.actually in the folklore it is folowed that the Lycan resemble a man like a wolf man. thank.I LOVE IT.~NB
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 4:17:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice imagery.. wild beauty.. excellent write...