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By: Soulprobe7~

His whispers were not heard
his loneliness filled the air
and spread with breezes
reflecting Karma’s fare
*
Life’s voided desire
and she still loved him
the way a pencil loves fire
scribbles in black and white
*
She flew to her mansion
sins dissolved in forgiveness
while he fluttered close to hell
smoldering within intentions
*
He mourned her everyday
exhaling dust with might
upon the raven’s wing
drying into clay without flight
*
Loneliness his death wish
breaking the limbs
until there’s nothing to climb
and all sunsets have gone dim
*
Darkness fades into rain
splintering the eyes of soul
into a thousand shards
of regret only death knows
*
He whispers to God
let me die
the curse is he will not
and he doesn’t know why
*
Sins of our fathers
as poppy’s gathered
into a bouquet
and seeds scattered
*
The mountain prays
each hour “mercy!”,
damn it whispers the flower
beneath the boulder
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Melinda
3-20-2014