no mushy memories, no mottled
images.
no regrets. no alarm.
delirious and disturbed,
mind sparred by reason,
nothing but a thorn of shiver
piercing a bruised skin
and frozen finger tips.
wistful lips pine for
a last caress of warm breath.
a million words surge
to droop as spittle
pendant on a weary tongue.
amid such impasse,
a drop from a lock
slips down the bare neck --
a trickle of solace
drenching the heart.
a single word
slams each cell.
ears fail to heed.
blasted clamours of a carnival
silenced by a whimper.
consciousness delves into
a waning body, to vindicate
a lingering soul.
in haste, the heart confesses
with a strong thump
the last beat....
whiplashes of emotions
slice the body.
a drop of tear emerges
from the lifeless frame,
encasing an eternal spark
of unleashed promises.
a streak of sunlight
falls upon a crimson bud.
beyond the churchyard fence.
she blushes and sways in the wind.
soul whispers to her ears
the law of eternity --
"roaring tides turn spumes on
the shore,
thundering rains, pendants on petals,
of doom's art
is reality reaped
from a pale dream at dawn.
life is a journey, only to earn a
bubble.
prepare not, except before every
thought."
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