Wandering, flowing with the breeze into the ease of passion
Amazing temptations magnetizing attractions
Excersing trauma and indulge while it happens
Lost in the silver lining of ignorance while laughing
Oblivious in oblivion as the whole turns to millions
Waging wars to create from sexual brilliance
Holding hands through the storms to be detached by scorn
The colors from pain created can never be unborn
The world's that formed are now here to be nurtured, destroyed and reformed
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Author:
DREEK0 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 4th, 2025 23:06
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Comments2
The rhyme in this poem reinforced the beat of the meter. Nicely done
Thankyou
Creative and clever piece of writing, enjoyed the read
Thankyou, glad you enjoyed
You are very welcome
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