"the world is...
it's-
a beautiful hurricane.
it spirals, enthrals and crumbles
into a pixie dust of ashes
and deceit of corrupted hushes
from not only foes,
but the beloved too.
destroying and disrupting
everything you've built up:
a ruin of what you believed was tranquility.
all in all –
a bullseye to the heart.
hope is supposedly lost.
yet a strange force,
no one really understands,
is somewhere out there;
guiding you through
this unnerving place,
with a knowing pace."
date: 5th may, 2016
time: 23:32 p.m.
YOU ARE READING
World of Poems
Poetrytake a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even...
