Burnings in the heart of agony and distress
As failure shrouded her face with shame
She lost her vision as well as her name
The darkest clouds that poured out hell
Never could she know her life’s metamorphosis
From the purest dew to the crimson blood
Her rage among the lost and gone
Made her collide with the intensifying flames
Her tender face melt in ablaze
Burnt in the fire of hell.
2 comments:
whew that was blistering...great use of imagery and rhyme in the first part...
perfect rhythms and lovely sentiments..
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