Dove's Fight Poem by sanja sarinda

Dove fights for her life
Poppy cut her with his knife
shooting pain makes her scream
sing swansong of the very last breath
wounds which will never heal.
In the name of love Poppy
hit his treasure, saying he will
heal her mind
he will cut pain out of her
giving her chance to reborn
Blood runs out from her veins
and Poppy holds her so tight
until swans end their song.

Dove is gone
Dove is gone
Silence of the lake ate Poppy’s mind
like White Deer which had came
into his dreams night after night
never giving him peace,
deer hunts this wounded mind
feeding his suspicious toughts
he has no break, no escape
and he does what deer seeks.

Is he now in safe?
can he finally gain that purity
trenquility of this sick mind
painfull toughts would still fill
veins, running poison through body
but mind is clear and in peace?
Dove is pure.
Dove is free to fly.
upon the sky.
and her blood is pure.
Dove is gone.
Dove is Free.