What am I

Winter nears as darkness beats light
The days draw in and succumb to the night
The fall brings death and perilous plight
Few remain still able to fight

Some stand strong when storms come down
When the sky is crashing with thunderous sound
Others fall and are united with the ground
What will we do with nothing around

The land is barren we are lost in hell
How do we overcome this torturous spell
It's not worth pondering or to hopelessly dwell
After all only time will tell

I will never give up, all I have is fight
No matter the challenge, no matter the plight
Although my days have been swallowed by night
I shall patiently await the return of the light

A tree..

a reply to: Rolicia
Very good, I was a flower
But tree works also

originally posted by: DAVG1980
Winter nears as darkness beats light
The days draw in and succumb to the night
The fall brings death and perilous plight
Few remain still able to fight

Some stand strong when storms come down
When the sky is crashing with thunderous sound
Others fall and are united with the ground
What will we do with nothing around

The land is barren we are lost in hell
How do we overcome this torturous spell
It's not worth pondering or to hopelessly dwell
After all only time will tell

I will never give up, all I have is fight
No matter the challenge, no matter the plight
Although my days have been swallowed by night
I shall patiently await the return of the light

I see the things are next to me
We give in so completely
We change our life to be as one
Alone we find ourselves are done

The days grow short, the nights grow long
we hear that same repeated song
that we at fault have need to change
to something sinister, much more strange

I will not give my soul to this
I fight the endless that and this
and if I stay apocracy
Then so be it, then that is me.

I'll never live their life they give
I've lived too long, and wont forgive
and should they force me to an end
They'll find my will, it will not bend...

originally posted by: DAVG1980
a reply to: Rolicia
Very good, I was a flower
But tree works also

Trees are strength. They ask for nothing, yet give us shelter from storms and the hot sun.

I always thank the tree I stand under, when it has provided me such protection from the elements.

a reply to: jerich0

Brilliant
And you address the hidden meaning

originally posted by: jerich0

originally posted by: DAVG1980
Winter nears as darkness beats light
The days draw in and succumb to the night
The fall brings death and perilous plight
Few remain still able to fight

Some stand strong when storms come down
When the sky is crashing with thunderous sound
Others fall and are united with the ground
What will we do with nothing around

The land is barren we are lost in hell
How do we overcome this torturous spell
It's not worth pondering or to hopelessly dwell
After all only time will tell

I will never give up, all I have is fight
No matter the challenge, no matter the plight
Although my days have been swallowed by night
I shall patiently await the return of the light

I see the things are next to me
We give in so completely
We change our life to be as one
Alone we find ourselves are done

The days grow short, the nights grow long
we hear that same repeated song
that we at fault have need to change
to something sinister, much more strange

I will not give my soul to this
I fight the endless that and this
and if I stay apocracy
Then so be it, then that is me.

I'll never live their life they give
I've lived too long, and wont forgive
and should they force me to an end
They'll find my will, it will not bend...

That was awesome how you continued on!

Great job, both of you. Now I see us all as a field of perennial flowers or a forest of trees, steadfast, waiting out the storm, the winter.

a reply to: DAVG1980


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