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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sometimes, sailing in ebony blades of saturnine seas brings forth a forsaken froth of scarred reveries, when musk-ochre tints of sunshine cease to slice through solemn scarlet skies and cruelly-coloured black-pearls shimmer as an obsidian beacon of forest-green intentions, caging pantoums of peace in glass-jars of bleeding sandalwood-scented butterflies, entrapped in sapphire patterns. My spirit is often ablaze as a crematory where opal-gold truths are buried eight feet under the raven crusts, and I rise as feathery-flames in hot-bronze furnaces of diamond-dragon's chauvinistic cave, so that heart's papier- mâché cells never sacrifice their rosemary plasma to eagle-edged egoes and noiseless yet suffocating sonatas of narcissistic nestled woodpeckers. I believe, life is wistful like wilderness of a white-wolf, growling besides midnight's brim and howling to the carmine moon, wrapping peach-sunsets of serenity in fluid-time, unfolding scattered shades of sonorously rustling foliages, shimmering in breezes of crumbling claret twigs and satin seedlings whining to the list of traitors, for their unborn lavender buds. So, swear not under the afterglows of august skies and let me float on the crest of azure waves, in my snowflake-capsule, being immortally evanescent, As every promise is like a betraying magenta melody of crepuscular youth, fading in forged futuristic pastels.
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