On the Deathly Hallows, Part Two. Spoilers, warning.
The poem is meant to be an image of a wand- I hope you enjoy that!
Reviews are very much welcomed- any is positive, I think; After all: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ~ Albus Dumbledore.
Soul scattered
Memories shattered
Truth Will Out?
Evil from what spout-
The Dark Lord? Dead.
All that was said
Fired and fled
Tears of blood shed
Kill me now
Our final bow
Deaths at the wake
For Good's Sake
Simply sit
Heart still bit
People changed
Poison cracks
A whip to the back
Child's play
Mortal's games
Forever there
No soul to spare
Henceforth to scare
Do you stare?
Do you dare?
Fawkes is there
Riding the clouds
Bodies in shrouds
No tears
Only fears
Spindly spears
Wrecking flares
Barrier mangled
Hope, new fangled
See us stand
Watch us fight
Corpses clammed
Hearts are rammed
Chests expand
Hands unfurl
There he splinters
His last curl
One last curse?
Who goes first?
Greying skies
Stinging eyes
Fling your cries
Hope prevails
Good unveiled
Catastrophe struck down
Relish that frown
Eternal vermin
Deathly Sermon
Watch your pride
Emotion and Family
Hexes
Reflexes
Bottled in history
You are now free-
Be now what you should be.
Wear a new crown:
Not a diadem
No famed royalty
Let the hands of your loved ones
Be your jewel, I beg of thee
Purge those scares
Wounds? Repair.
Feel them there
Love to share
Always a care
Ready, Heir-
You saved a century
You saved a life
Frustration, persecution
Agony, strife
Gone now- Breathe!
Roll down your sleeves
Father now, husband
Battle done-
Life.
