Walking through the forest,
stalking my nights meal.
Tracking a path is the surest,
a life is what I must steal.
To pay a price for such fares,
dancing spirits I must follow.
Upon arrival a Forest Spirit stares,
dread crept leaving me hollow.
He then bowed to kiss my brow,
then cursed turning me a spirit.
Since then I've nothing but sorrow,
heart crying out for all to hear it.
There is no undoing this curse,
eternity of regret, and praying.
A life wrongfully taken and worse,
price I pay, I am now paying.
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Author:
Dakotah Lavender (
Offline) - Published: March 13th, 2017 12:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by Princess Mononoke.
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
It is as if it was I that wrote it. Spoke for many in many. Good Job.
Thank you.
this is good , the sorrow of the kill.
Thank you
Great write
Thank you.
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