My Sanctuary

A relaxing peace sets about the sand swept room,
Every storm bringing new hardships.
He enters, casting shadow about,
Sorrowful guilt drowns in his aged face.
A friend lost has he.

He sits across from my enclave,
A weight prevalent amongst his body and mind.
A friend’s death.
An enemy’s birth.
The forcecannot for see tomorrow’s world,
As a baby’s cry breaks the silence.

Obi-wan’s eyes rise to meet my mahogany,
I will protect one if you will protect another.
My velvet hands take a hold of the silver shaft.
He smiles, closing the lid,
This burden is mine.

He reenters my sanctuary, a small life in his haggard hands,
Our lives have been changed.
By these gifts.
By these curse.
I close my carved eyes, he leaves, a swell of sand blows in.
My vault shall hide this curse,
For another Skywalker shall bear this burden some day.


Hahaha, a creative writing project i found from years ago based on an any object in Star Wars = the box that held Anakin Skywalkers lightsaber haha. Anyway comments are always appreciated and as always, Peace.

 

Wow, you're really on a row...another great poem! XD And the Star Wars theme makes it very lovely. :) Keep it up!! :glomp:

 

This was one of my favorite, but the irony is that i wrote it before episode III came out but makes it that much cooler in my eyes, thanks for the positive comments.

 

You wrote it before episode three? Seriously? That's so cool! Star Wars FTW!

Another great poem by Destined. It perfectly fits everything with Star Wars that it references.
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Thanks for liking all my poems!

 

You're welcome.

I love the subjects you pick for them.
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