To Hades
Your fiery embers
Melt my quiet sadness,
Wielding my broken soul-
Your strength in bareness.
In this infinite black hole,
You devour my terrors-
I burn with your light,
You are my sun, Hades
My king, my mortal life.
I am yours and yours only.Forever,
Persephone
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Winter Tales
PoetryWinter Daylight warmth is nowhere The sun, in mourning, But the snow is beautiful. A spectacle rapt in monochrome: Subduing the growing darkness Descending into stillness, Closing the days to nights; Icy stars punctuating the skies- Gentle and ser...