Behold!
A rose is the loneliest rose
When it's being violated,
And all the present and past lives dance
I welcome all people to my divinity
But please erase the drama
At the door,
For all the negative spirits thrive on intentions
No lonely rose should ever feel this
For the spark between the eyes is ancient
When should we accept change
When change is relevant?
For I am very tapped in with Him!
Behold the shadows that never fail
My hometown refuses to ignite me
For spirits dwell in sudden places
For the roses erase
All time,
For all time prevails on certain walks
This lonely rose feels ashamed!
For fools are awakening to the sound
Of kingdoms falling down...
And a certain embrace comes to fruition
As the spiritual battles die,
For I am a rose in a lonely place
Trembling from the ceiling
And all is in distress...no one is bound
to nothing!
I grow from a wicked place
Where my family resides,
A dysfunctional place indeed!
There are no warnings about them,
A family that is in need!
What lonely rose stems from the shore
Where nothing breathes an inch of mortality?
My fallen petals have driven
Everything to scorn
The pieces of a fallen human...
For we are all fallen humans, scorned!
What world are you living in?
For it is not perfect
Anywhere...
For I am a rose in a fallen place,
My petals roar like lions!
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 27th, 2024 19:06
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 4
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