Petrifying Desolation Poem by Laura arwen

Petrifying Desolation



The desolation can
scare weak people
I don't see
the light in
my desolation
I want to
live in the
extreme and the
avenger desolation
The world encouraged
me to submit
myself
I want educate
my soul into
desolation
In the petrifying
desolation I'm only
a small observer
The desolation is
a perfect place
for alone people
The need for
creating and intimate
needs
We are predestined
to live consciously
in the petrifying
desolation
It isn't a
happy place and
destination for talkative
people
There are different
powers we can
entering connection
In the desolation
I'm ready for
peaceful order
In it there
are millions of
weak perceptions
I'm motivated to
occupy my desolation
I suppose that
the indifference doesn't
exist in the
desolation
I perceive a
lot of obscurity
in this desolation
Sometimes I'm proud
to be in
the desolation

Thursday, January 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: despair
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