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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required life is an inconsistent choreographer shielded in stainless symphonies composed with erratic patterns curating colors seized from waning sunsets~ interlaced with cosmic lilac and lavender dunes drenched and drained in drizzling dews~ of raspberry regrets… where mists of masked magic pirouette across magnolia skies like ballerinas lost in the hypnotic melody of this ephemeral existence... tonight, I let my breathless ink rest within the sombre landscape of suppressed tears and childhood angst... I’ve seen hibiscus heartbeats of the serene cerulean while listening and following the lake of northern auroras~ twirling above meadows of misery... flowing in hushed harmony rippling and rolling … with neglected runes leaving a trail of piercing despair… perhaps jewels of the night flicker tales that rhyme with pain for I am the voice of raining remorse~ echoing insomniac refrains on rewind pondering… why do the emerald stars always shimmer and shift to the silken rays of lunar beams captivating nocturnal creatures? why must I feel like a helpless prisoner of darkness? as if my wings are tainted by the truth that remains unwritten and unread... life …. drowned me in scarlet shades of sorrow cloaked me in grief yet watched me rise amidst the cruel feathers of fate and reversed cups of destiny restrained by the edges of sharpened swords emblazoned with blood diamonds and blazing gold rusted from corpse lullabies~ and mindless words…. but I’ve long been chained to the inevitable changes drifting and crawling in cashmere cadence to the silhouette of a mourning moon dipped in eucalyptus and peppermint…. maybe these are riddles, that weigh too heavy for the minds that refuse to see what floats beneath platinum pools of broken promises and disappointments streaming in crooked streaks aligned with cursed calligraphies... yet I still rescript poems of peace with recurring hope glazed in honey hoping one day life will be as it is in dreams where ghosts do not dare to astral walk in the caramel corridors of the celestial castle of blissfulness and I will awaken to a realm of violet orchids and sun-kissed roses…. let suffering be the real reason and love be the immortal requiem as life and it’s fangs can never steal the music and lyrics of a soul singing into the saffron air reflecting seas of turquoise tranquility…
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