Wounded

Today we are pleased to present Macie Snow, a poet who will be moonlighting now and again on our blog. Macie Snow has contributed a piece of her poetry expressing her heart. She is a budding artist and poet who shows a promising future for both.  Maybe next time she'll share some of her art work!

Wounded

by

Macie Snow

 Love is as the wounded sun.

Sinking

Fading

Falling into night.

It vanishes

With thoughts of lust

And greed.

Love is gone.

And the vain moon shines her light.

People do not see

They do not care.

They only feel the vain moon’s pleasure

And ride it through their life.

What they do not know,

What they do not see,

Is the bright beautiful sun

Rising in the east.

Love may be gone,

As the light disappears for night,

But it will always rise again,

And triumph through till morn.

Darkness never wins,

As pleasure never fulfills.

Light breaks through the shadows,

And love lasts your whole life.

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