Peace profound

2 November 2014

 

Twilight in the heart

Throbbing with the will to change

Speaks of powers’ doom

Scissors cutting red ribbons

Pave mind’s way to the morrow

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Darkness follows light

In eternal chase in flight

Of slave and master

The battlefield wells inside

Of hidden feelings to quell

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Pitch black glorified

Inky remnant of a death

Of light lily white

Falls on the sunken garden

Drenching the souls in tremors

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A crow’s pitch rings shrill

Hark the strength it now summons

On my window sill

The quiet lay down its cape

Blurring the lines my eyes shape

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The sparrow flies low

When teardrops rain on the plane

Of my cheek cleansed white

As my mind lapses again

Breathing inwards peace profound