The Will Of A Willow Poem by AsTRo JeRm

Storms Formed - Internally Worn
Scorched Remains Unborn
Ashes at The Core
Arranged - Been Forged
Serpentine Gored & Set Ablaze
No Remorse...


As None was shown to 'The Pools of Peasants'
The Foolish Fetish to Rule with 'Septic Weaponry' soon is Measured
Proving the 'Provocational Puppetry' is Postured to Poison with Pessimism
Impossible Not To Be Puzzled! !
Obvious it seems how Oblivion is Funneled to stunt Any Functional Goals..
Dulling 'The Golden Glow' - Corroding Souls Through a 'Molded Muzzle'


...And so Goes The Tunnel - Toes in Frozen Puddles of Lone tussles
Towing The Hope Amidst 'Roads - o - Rubble' - ENGULFED..
The Pulse Bestowing ' Redemptive Ropes' to Clutch Ahold of..Rouge & Subtle
Emboldened a Renaissance Amongst 'Voted Erosion'..
A Struggle as Old as a Blood Oath - Encroaching with Foreboding Omens..
Strangleholding whats 'Open & Supple'


The ' WILL OF A WILLOW '
Indelibly Built to Reveal & Unfold Billows of Forbidden Scrolls..
Intrinsically & Instinctively Instilling REAL GROWTH