Sequel to Dark Stars. Kind of. First acrostic poem I've made since Grade 2.
Dark Fire
In this world, all
Returns to the
End of light.
From the truest chaos,
Inspiration stems, to
Rebel with only an
Ephemeral order.
Fear the burning pain,
Indulge in warm embrace.
Revenge and rage
Eternal, brevity of love.
For nothing of Earth, that
Is kind is only kind.
Righteous isn't pretty,
Even more cause it's right.
FIRE, is Hate or Love?
IRE or Joy?
REprieve or Wrath?
End of days or Light of genesis?
Fire
Is
Really
What is ire??
ReplyDeleteIre, search it up on google. It means anger.
Deleteooh ok
DeleteOtherwise. SICKK
ReplyDelete*FIRE*
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