Knight a golden Sun armour
Horse in a silver moon armour,
And I was in a plain white dress.
Navigating together within the forest of distress
And the nightmares running behind,
Knowing we aren't on their side.
Just glance back, they are near
Or it's just my oversight with fear.
Right now, we are in the hands of seer
With so much, for our future near
And still, we three are running on.
Let's see whether we will continue or stop.
In the end dreams and nightmares,
Waiting for the love of their share.
Both living within me, forming a new me.
It's a great combination of black and white.
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The Precious:Hidden secrets
PoetryThis book is a poetry collection. The poems are way more inclined toward introspective genres and some maybe little or too much emotional. Because this contains the poem came out subconsciously from my mind and lands on these pages.
