Till' the roots grey on a new born day,
riveting emotions thrust forth the power of feelings,
inner visions manifest into fruits of embellishment,
long winded smiles waterfall wells of sorrow,
telepathic blocks make room for healing,
electric beings conduct altruistic happenings,
extra senses are heightened into wholesome comings,
shadowless reflections interlate conscientious makings,
oceanic rhythms intrinse the drumming of one's heart,
he whom arts magic, solely for the love of art.
capeless heroism interwells with this life known, heroine.
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Author:
Zapatron (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
I never knew all this happened in life. Well, I know now! That's a lot of stuff. lol.
More than meets the eye, thanks for reading, O!
It's educational on 'ere, ya know, not any old rubbish! lol.
good read, liked the flamboyant imagery: 'capeless heroism interwells with this life'
Thank you!
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