Through The Glades Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Through The Glades



Through the glades
The Soul went treading
On soils full of sharpened
Iron.

Hurt
Was the Soul and
Ached.
But at each treading
And each shout
Came the Emotions.

Thursday, August 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,emotions,heaven,life,lifestyle,night,song,soul,stars,weather
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