Quote Me Rumi
Quote me Rumi
Lost in realm of darkness,
as my raw hurts bled lavishly,
Stripped off all the poultice,
I hanged onto for my last breath,
As lashes on the subtle soul
barefaced his malignance,
Little did I know of mends
until the divine light showed in,
With utmost caress on the wounds,
Kindling the whole of me aglow !!
Written Dec 3rd, 2015
For contest by Silent one
Inspired by Quote- The wound is the place where the light enters you.
Awarded 3rd place win
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