#33 - Juncture

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//17:24 [ #Day22 and a poem that makes me sense that you're, you.] [ For ec_poetry's Camp ]

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Draconian times I did witness,
Unfolding the drapery of my mind.
Searching in nothing except the hollow of stress.

Effaced off my heart memories I find,
Never witnessed still, a view so divine.
As if larks from paradise have descended beside ravines.

Times are not always pristine,
Demonstrating their effect of commands dominant
They never ask you to visit a place clandestine.

Standing on the brink of this juncture stringent,
I've witnessed the dollop of clatters,
And the caterwaul of devasted catapult.

Never mess with it, it'll leave you in shatters.

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| It's a Terza Rima |
| Scheme : a-b-a , b-c-b , c-d-c .....|
| Another form of short poetry |

| And this poem's about my caterwaul cries with juncture, that is time |
| Thanks for reading |

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