Minh Anh Nguyen Poet Free verse

A Tale By Macrocosm

You live among the stars
I breathe among the scars
You call me war
with my existence alongside your sorrow
I call you a tailor, 
whose breath
embroidered my dreams
stitched my skin,
whose welts
were cobbled with haze
bestowed with salvation 
eluding the luster of sun.

I wish we were inherently entwined 
in a chorus, thrashed into fragments
But the blank is wide

- The moment I glow on clods, 
You burn on heaven
Liquid quashed your flames
like urine or your tears
Noises keep your wild tamed 
like hysterics or your fears

As seraphs sculpted the dark, 
One day your urns may grow my flowers backyard.

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Beata Agustin July 25, 2023 at 11:16 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.