Catastrophe In My Mind

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Petinance

A sinner in the past,

A guilty, troubled killer,

"O my sweet Rose" he calls out,

In the silence of the dark.

"Tis was my fault" he laments,

"Tis was my deed" he grieves,

"That you ran out of petals,

And the thorns made you bleed.

Your mother was a beauty,

And I her beast,

She fought for you and I was obstinate.

Not a mistake of faulty education,

But a mistake of my brainwashed senses,

Nevertheless a heartless mistake,

I cannot redeem.

I do not plead for mercy,

That I do not deserve,

I plead for an escape

From the labyrinth of ceaseless guilt.

My mind on its own accord,

Retraces time to that memory,

Suffice to say,

A painful remembrance.

I wish now, I dearly wish,

To hold you fondly like a treasure,

So frangible, so delicate.

But alas! Such a magical wish is futile,

As you cocoon inside your mother,

And sleep.

You sleep forever.

~Sanchari

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