Symphony of light,
So worldly, welcome, polite,
Playing with my solitude,
A game of chasing shadows of the night.
I placed it deep inside,
A spark of peace and bliss,
To lead darkness astray,
And become how it must be.
All that is woven with blackening pain,
Itching, burning skin and mind
Can't reside in my soul anymore,
It can't be me.
It peregrinates in splendid lit rays,
From the circles of my being.
Under the veil of light,
I'm becoming strong and prized.
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Poetry❝ in her mind she held an incadencent thoughts for the world and an immense desire to breathe them out with each word ❞ Welcome to the place where my words and emotions meet. Random thoughts and feelings of mine, molded with patience into a tangibl...
