Wiseman

[McKitty]

This is an old old old poem, but I still love it. It's rusty, and from back when I was still new to writing, but it's my baby.

Wiseman[

A Wiseman once told me:
"Your fate you must grasp,
or your soul torn and ragged
will fade into past."
He left me at a crossroad,
with no will and no way.
There, at that parting
was no night and no day.
In my hands, a rose,
petals withered and crisp,
it's once-gloried color
like my life now non-exist.

A Wiseman once whispered,
"The sun is the moon,
and all the stars are nothing
but lights in a gloom."
He touched me with air,
and spoke with the earth,
his wisdom flowed through
and in me gave birth;
To a soul full of knowledge,
things learned without being taught.
Of the world and the life
and the ways long forgot.

That Wiseman is gone now.
His presence, no more.
The crossroads still stay,
and still I am torn.
Do I take the clear one,
ignore what I've learned.
Or forge my own way,
My soul the light that burns.
I'll leave it to chance,
close my eyes and sigh.
For a Wiseman once murmured:
"Only with your heart will you fly."

[McKitty]

I've always been terrible at poetry. Give me regular prose any ol' day, but still... I was in that phase and well, there's a few old poems that I can't bring myself to delete.

[Klark]

I've always been terrible at poetry. Give me regular prose any ol' day, but still... I was in that phase and well, there's a few old poems that I can't bring myself to delete.

We are our own worst critics. Even if someone is deemed terrible at poetry by their peers, but manages to write one poem that touches another, I would have to say they were a success.

[GoddessWolf]

I really like it McKitty!

It made me laugh in the beginning and then by the end I was sad because I liked the wiseman. I know it was an early work, but you have talent for poetry nonetheless!