Hurling
Hitch a swift ride falling fast here,
Urge cannot stop the speedy plunge;
Rush of cold hide as raw skin fears,
Loss in deep drop in dying crunch;
In-sync with lot that deepens plot,
Note airy feel of dropping spree;
Glimpse crashing thoughts in fuzzy spot.
Frozen appeal in falling free,
Ask for the grace to seize last smiles;
Love cannot save my escapade,
Last chance to place a crazy style;
Indulge trip brave in lost charade,
Now hit the ground with such impact,
Glory once sound with lifeless tact.
Leon Enriquez
19 June 2016
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2016
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