Xelam Kan

Feral Fancies - Poem by Xelam Kan

In silence we lie
and paint some feral dreams-
of passions and regrets-
on the melting clouds that
slowly walk over the moor,
the distant larks are plying
a timeless tune
that fills this void insane.
Soundless bells of the aged steeple
look so calm so clear, but
fail to fool my foolish fears...
Often it  asks: 'can we cage 
the wild wind or catch
the falling stars?
O do not clip my flappy wings,
let me ride the dazzling rainbow
to knock at heaven's gates'.
Oh the hazy darkness come again,
and the nightshades
begin to fall; I must raise
my staggering feet
and drag my skeleton back to,
where I'll resume these
floundering fancies whilst staring
at roaming stars
till dawn breaks.


Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy

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  • Kelly Kurt (3/23/2015 1:16:00 PM)

    A beautiful piece. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, March 23, 2015

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