Metamorphosis

Sky's bright red with no morning sun
Blood covers tears spilling from her mirrors
Dark winds spiral in defiance of wanton love
In Rainbow's heart a dagger lies await 
For the songs echoes in the chambers of No
Shadows writhed in trees with shards of glass

Look no more in blindness eyes
For the Sky's hide in cloaked death stare
Sun, oh Sun is burnt to ash
With flaming seas as waves crashes ashore
Get up! Get up! Morning's a slumber.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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