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.