It consumed me like a starved demon.
Courage of a coward, was all I could summon.
And I knew that it was my destined doom,
Faith and hope, did not have any room.
So I shut my eyes and waited to be gone,
Hoping to be nothing, by the break of dawn.
But then I saw an aggravated fire,
Sunny and warm, a pain pacifier.
I felt it burning into my imperfect garb,
Ears numbed with tuneless hymns of a harp.
Through the mayhem, echoed an inhuman call,
Almost too familiar, deterring my fall.
Vision blinded by a colossal, godly glow,
All I wanted then, was to aimlessly follow.
Senses awakened, eyes sharp and wide,
I clasped tightly onto light's inviting tide.
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𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞
Poetry-Poems that open a wider window to life and it's antics- In the quiet corners of my heart, where emotions bloom like delicate flowers, I have penned down these verses that echo the whispers of my mind. Each poem is a piece of me, a fragment of my de...
