The Goddess is stern,
Slightly sparing as a snake,
Crashing swiftly like a storm,
And galloping through the void.
She forgives none
And spares none
As she dances through
The field of Gold.
Who appointed her God,
When she is so cruel?
But her beauty everlasting,
As life forged her to be.
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Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
