A Unicorn

One day I was walking on the dirt path's side

When I saw a unicorn shining wih pride

It turned to me with stars in its eyes

And I turned to it in bemuse from the hunters lies

I walked over to it with shaking nerves

While it calmly stood still, unaffected by hunters lures

I tried to touch it but it ran away

I still think about it to his very day

I've always kept it under suppress

But I still wonder just how many are left

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a.griffiths57's picture

    Like your dream poem,

 

 

Like your dream poem, well written and a good read. I also love the unreal quality of the poem and that wistful regret about the unicorns dwindeling numbers.  


 

 

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Crystaliali's picture

Thank You

Thanks, I mainly wanted to create a happy poem for once and had just read a book called "The Last Unicorn" and I made this poem out of my head and a mix of the book.