The portico of my castle

Alan R

I blew up the gates to allow more and more

Perspectives drenched in blood and gold

Coming home to clean their souls

In the portico of my castle

 

Flooded with my tears 

My fears, allies sailing on angry boats

Strangely so, they all got new clothes

In the portico of my castle

 

Just to create the same old magic

Pull the plug on this stubborn dream

Where I see, love turning into screams

In the portico of my castle

 

Grief, starts a war, and my heart

Tries to raise a white flag in despair 

Once there was, evidence of love and care

In the portico of my castle

 

However, finite nonetheless 

Acceptance can reinforce a roof

While disappointment blows up all that proof

In the portico of my castle

 

 

-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2024 04:50
  • Category: Reflection
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