April 7 2022
Prompt: InfallibleHer treasure
Looking out in gathering dusk,
Battle for sanity and desire fumed
Blind lines were etched on her soul
But found odd comfort in tears of gloomShe bleeds imperfection with every drip
Of tear her fragmented soul weep
She was not Infallible and nor perfect
But her flaws were hers, only hers to keep-×-
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Stifling Emotions // Poetry month
PoetryNaPoWriMo- national poetry writing month for year 2022 Writing poem on every single day of April using the prompts given. All the poems (verses) are 4-8 lines. Written from April 1 2022. ( I'm just giving it a try) *these poems were written for v...