The White Dove

by White Blizzard   Apr 25, 2006


The proper feeding of love
Divides the tide to an everlasting white dove,
Pure land and dark create the sand with spark.

Fear not the end, fear not the start,
For at the end there is no more pain,
The loss of love forever maintains,
Shining doubts are made through windows.

The flying white dove will bring you the end,
Closing the sea of endlessness that defends,
Bringing you to the light of night in which it mends.

Sleep for the day and sleep for the night,
Only the white dove will bring no fear or fright,
And when it calls you, don't fight,
For the white dove brings the end.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Reminders Torture

    This poem was great.
    i love it

    Fear not the end, fear not the start,
    For at the end there is no more pain,
    The loss of love forever maintains,
    Shining doubts are made through windows.

    i just loved this stanza most of all.
    great impact.
    5/5
    keep up the good work.
    best wishes
    take care

  • 17 years ago

    by Veronica

    Awww this is a great poem I wish I was able to write poems like u

  • 17 years ago

    by Kayli

    Wow-- amazing i really like it! keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by Darkening Dawn

    Awesome job...stunning work...wow!!

  • 17 years ago

    by Rebecca Yu

    Good job!!
    very well said

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