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Shattered Dreams
Crumbly candles are so stormy,
so ferocious, and so wounding.
The catastrophic , lilliputian fire
is fed with the silent raven.
A weary, yearning butterfly
is embellished with an unwavering,
undying forbearance.
And a ruined sunset bows
to impregnable ,serene
forests.
A glimmer of hope frequently
ignites a source of an unselfish
peony.
A symphony of whispers as a spooky
dawn cut to pieces an enduring
hyacinth.
The shards of a butterfly may cause
unwelcome Erinyes.
Weaving the past failures into
rapturous, flowery rill might
stare at a lasting bluebird.
Sometimes the shimmer of grace
waters an enthusiastic
mood.
And drops of tears like a bloody
creek occasionally pour into
a celestial bliss.
Ephemeral words like the feathery
zephyr engulf a heterogeneous
daybreak.
Unflagging whispers from the depth
of a wounded sunshine
embrace the everlasting rose.
In the silent chambers of Yours
unyielding ,eternal truth
will always blooms.
Copyright ©
Mulu Magdalinos
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