SotW
Wind ululates in glooming alley
Where sailors slept full moon is dancing
But not to reach elusive valley
If not to risk your tiny chances
Mist smoothly rounds off all corners
And gloaming licks bright colors greedily
Archway with twinkling lamp – oil burner
Invites to other side the dreamers
To slip through archway full of whispers
Where all who's gone are now pictured
Forget all friends, all brothers, sisters
And sleep three nights with dreams unstructured
Night starling will cuckoo when enter
The archway which mist’d painted yellow
The eyes will read the word in center
Of archway stinky, dusty, narrow
Just say out word and stop abruptly
And wait when shade will change its venue
You’ll feel yourself a bit corrupted
But when it's gone you can continue
No one is at playground surely
Your eyes can see in dark two swings
Just animate what's dead too early
And wait just wait for the storm wind...
And when storm wind shall blow fast
It shall erase who stand around
And you will see the look of Lord
Of Quaking Mist who ruins the bound
The path of death shall open up
Just take the arrow pure gold
And loose it to the Northern wind
Which blows from the plains of cold
Your foot will step on path to land
Where sky looks like a mirror black
When bloody tears will wash away
Your steps you’ll hear the word and track
Of stones. Just listen to their voice
You will come through the Quaking Mist
To city with the tower spires
Pierced sky till stars if they exist
Just look around and erase
From stone which stands in central part
One hundred thousand of names
And door which closed will open up
As fire licking bloody clay
You – leave the earth and curse the way
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