written for Constance La France H form contest...
I used a rhyme scheme of ; abbaccdd effgge 10 syllables per line.
“In silent seclusion, we question the haunting whispers while losing air, craving just one last second within moving minutes of healing” Quote by Poet I'm lost between dusky dews of twilight, tethered to the tomb of withered flowers, trailing souvenirs within frosted hours, as stars wane like ghosts, stealing the skylight, splattering ink across a somber maze in hues of dreams and periwinkle haze, to paint crestfallen roses with reasons~ veiled behind verses of balmy seasons. But will the wind and waves merge in stillness; unleash elixirs to heal the broken, and voice the hurt that remains unspoken? Or am I to forever sail through sins~ across woeful seas of peridot pins, like a mere outcast, silenced by sickness…
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