Really, this is just an attempt. This poem is my first one. Hope you all like it.
#mysteriouslycomplicated. ;P
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In the frame she looked at me
With wide open eyes
The background filled with a sea
And loud screechy cries
The frame had voices in it
The candle suddenly lit
I am not scared
I was not well cared
This was not at all unusual
I was figuratively casual
This happened everyday
Even today, even yesterday
I can't go
Just like a snail going slow
Where should I actually stay
When no family, no relatives to play
Rotting in a palace with nothing
Actually, rotting in a place with no thing
I can't say a word
But to whom
With her who never herd
But to whom
Standing there
Frightening me here
What does she think
Giving a strange wink
The wink gives me a thought
That I never thought
This thought enters in my head
And when I close my eyes there's a scene fully red
I figured out that this red is blood
As red as a Hibiscus bud
What does this blood indicate
Something like confidence, belief or simply faith
But no there is one more thing that
It is like a magic from the hat
She creates her in me
This is what I can clearly see.
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Please vote or comment and tell me how it is, I'll write more if I get inspired.
