A Burning Phrase
It Comes in speed of train
Woofing sky like a plane
Driving broken souls to prevail
Telling its endless stories to the broken
It Plants all love
Filled with too much life
it Restores the heart
chasing away sadness
Is Sweet as a cake
Too hard to break
It doesn't have brakes
Running after the hawks of hate
It is inspiring
It is uplifting
It distinguishes life from burning
it leaves no trail
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2018
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