Spider's Web
Symphony of fears
Lest they be forgotten
Is the banquet of thy mind
To behold thy wounds
Weaved amain by injuries past
Not time, not power, not a borrow’d life
Can undo thy scars sewn to the spirit
‘Tis the token of battles fought
That echoes thy life in permanent resonance
‘Tis the seed of eternal force
Copyright © Kalyani Rajalingham | Year Posted 2007
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