Twilight Throne
I'm the lion-hearted fragrance of basil stars,
breathing blames like the Goddess of Hurricanes,
but, was this twilight throne, ever mine to tame?
I'll forever bleed upon the chess of lies and life,
for, my plea is an inkless riot of ruby stains ~
evermore, kissed by the flames of funeral Luna.
Copyright © Hiya Sharma | Year Posted 2024
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