Searching for the last of the kings
Lost in the dark of lonely core
High hopes a heart believes
A song to embrace the sky
Quivering sea above paints a lullaby
Dreaming of a great painter’s mind
Childish games in world of thrones
Frozen abyss of love for gold
Life flows dead despite a wish of a child
A wistful sea sings a wanderer away with a lullaby
An old man’s heart living for a tale of his lifetime
No gold in the end of the rainbow
No lady in the dark of lake mirror
High hopes believe
Deep dreams deceive
A frozen heart of dead poet’s rhyme
In the horizon I see a white swan
Sea princess, pure lake mirror
She kissed my scars, healed wounds of time
Dried tears pierced through my life
Innocence pure she was but dead within
The ghost, a dream I would never turn to be
A song to embrace the sky
Quivering sea above paints a lullaby
Dreaming of a great painter’s mind
Childish games in world of thrones
Frozen abyss of love for gold
Life flows dead despite a wish of a child
A wistful sea sings a wanderer away with a lullaby
An old man’s heart living for a tale of his lifetime
I see his stories in the end of the day
Where sundown beams
Shivering inside a mermaid’s grace
Ocean in eyes drown deep in a dream
A hope on the shore lying still for a heart slowly dying
Song of mankind flows in a silent belief for a dream in need
I caress a verse, lullabies through a heart resting still
Tales living under a white angelwing
Linlin's Poetry 