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Stars are crammed into the cosmos. 
Sought and chosen as my name rose.
Each evil and skinned modesty,
In need times, I was prone to praise.

Since my house is calm and lonely. 
Angels poised the wide Gate Glory. 
Sometimes horrible things happen.
My name is stated, I'm in glee. 

This mundane world isn't my heaven.
In high skies, near to grace fountain.
A deep sorrow soon brings to light. 
The eyelids shine as tears flow down.
 
A soul that could be tamed by might.
And greet All with hugs and delight.
Sorrow moves in the strained shadow.
I need peace to soothe my insight.

I'm curled on a scented pillow. 
I'm anxious, when or not; I'll go. 
Sad loss to a cherished farewell. 
I gave up and sighed with sorrow.

Perhaps in the darkness of hell. 
Slight echo may be felt indwell. 
The same sleep took me anyplace.
I am free of dread and befell.


Written: October 07, 2021

Interlocking Rubaiyat Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Angel L Villanueva

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