Mighty Mouse

Psychotic Mouse
at the verge of madness,
Praying for a miracle
all day long.

Generals at war
disturbed by blinding lights,
uneven and Brittle
started the descent.

A shade awaits them
by the end of the road,
will have some minutes
for amusement and Fun.

There is no use
looking back,
Like an Atlas carrying
The weight of the sun.

Spooked at the sight
of an open sea,
Fighting for survival,
I pray for them
to let me be.




Poetry by Golden Minotaur The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-09-06 at 09:32

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