The Primeval Path
The moon is up, the clouds are gone,
There is no sound, it is now dawn.
Worried about the future, and tormented by the past,
You once cared about things that just did not last.
Now alone you walk this old and abandoned road,
Conjuring love songs that shall remain long untold.
There are no streetlamps, no illuminated light,
And no moving shadows, not a soul in sight.
In this deep primeval forest once forgotten long ago,
You've lost track of time like spirits stuck forever in limbo.
She had left your world, she was not meant to stay,
It was not your fault; the fates had conspired that way.
You try to forget but your mind is on rapid fire,
She was once your beloved, your beautiful sapphire.
Then you hear a sound,
So you turn around.
From out of the deep shadows emerges a pretty silhouette,
The outlines of a girl you feel you know but had never met.
Neither of you say a single word at first; you are both so shy,
And then you reveal your names under the mystic night sky.
You start to sweat; is this pure reality?
But you feel your heart; it's not mere fantasy.
You both feel so cold, like a bird without a feather,
Then you feel so warm, like a furnace filled with ember.
So you then hold hands and all becomes fine,
Your stomachs feel strange but you both don't mind.
The shadows now don't seem so dark for you are each other's light,
You can now fully embrace the beauty of the stars at night.
Moments ago you thought you were alone in this seldom travelled trail,
Only to realize the dawning of a much more magnificent tale.
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Submitted on September 20, 2012
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AA BB XX CC DD EE FF GG HH II JJ FF XX CC KK |
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,518 |
Words | 291 |
Stanzas | 15 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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