Strained Herat
Bright upon the moonlight
dwells an innocent
crushed.
Febel from the inside
desiring the warmth.
The warmthness that feels
invincible.
In mid night
the luminous moon illuminates
for all.
All that has felt strain in the heart.
Being a virgin to this strain,
only desires
love,
redemption,
and truth.
Lay down bathing in the moonlight
howls to the moon.
Bring back my non existing
invincibility.
Mend this innocents’ feeble side.
This poem is about:
Me