My soul was graced by angels' gentle prayers,
Floating petals tinting the sea with their ink,
As you were dancing among the vibrant layers,
Everything vanished in the breath of a blink.
I lost you, bewildered in a mist-laden forest,
Your laughter still echoed amid the crooked green,
Yet all vibrant senses fell toward the soulless,
As clouds overshadowed the now-forgotten scene.
Demons broke cover, setting all dreams aflame,
My heart, a knight, stood firm though oppressed.
I called and called, only hopeless echoes came,
Once a place of solace, now ruthlessly possessed.
Reveries burned down, my weeping, a scant rain,
Forgive my leaving; for our tale must remain.
03/27/2025
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Author:
Parsa Samadnejad (
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- Published: June 8th, 2025 04:38
- Category: Sad
- Views: 2
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