the last flower to bloom
before the sunsets
a boy and a girl
sit holding hands
over the worlds uncertainty
their view is the same as ours
but their destiny
is one that together
we may be able to change
the last flower to bloom
before the sunsets
a boy and a girl
sit holding hands
over the worlds uncertainty
their view is the same as ours
but their destiny
is one that together
we may be able to change
A tear from a King
can turn a desert
into an oasis
he embarks on an adventure
with a surprise, the price of coin
monsters to defeat
the day of reckoning
with Roach by his side
and the bard playing the lute
witches call him:
invading his dreams
of destiny foretold
and although it may seem
that their are few, who love him
a message is written here
right below his name
The Witcher
rainbow in the sky
ever changing light
from one point to another
parting the clouds
following our dreams
destiny intertwined
passing moments
though they seem familiar
they are in fact unique
making memories
searching for something
that remains hidden
the meaning of life
the stars
in the night sky
constellations pass by
reflecting circles
of inner thoughts
they intermingle and transmit
off world signals
something we can’t find
lost in the void are we
trespassers on our destiny