Sweet Hermione




2nd Poem

The first stanza inspired me: 

Underneath the sky of red 
Is a storyteller sleeping alone 
He has no face and he has no name 
And his whereabouts are sort of unknown 

It is about the first tree lines. It made me think of a wandering poet, all alone in a cold, dark winternight. He always wants to tell his stories, it is his way of surviving, but no one listens to him. Although he has been anywhere, nodody knows him. He wants to go home, but can't find the way anymore. In the past, he had always wished for the life of a poet, alone, and get inspiration for his poetry, to become a big name. But this life is very disillusioning and he wants to go back, but there is no way. 

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A wanderer in the cold dark winternight 
The dark and the haze hiding his path home 
The sky, a velvet veil, his only disguise 
From his demons, he walks alone 

This wanderer, storyteller by heart, yet unknown 
Only living to tell his tales 
He fights through the despair of being alone 
By writing his words in the glance of the moonlight so pale 

To find a word, to seek a rhyme 
Never shall he wonder 
Always has he been enclined 
To write, to tear humanity asunder 
Has always been his greatest wish 
Yet never to be granted 
Begging for someone who can relinquish 
Him from the life he demanded 
The life of a poet ever alone 
Under the moonlight sky, he wants to find home


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