Rapture

Friends,

This is another original poem that I just wrote a few seconds ago. Hope you enjoy!


How I mourn for you,
Million-year-dead smile,
How I pine,
Roots nuclear-severed,
How I mumble prayers-
Vacuum-ears long-deaf.
Won't you chance a show-
Glimmer a hopeful streak-
Shadow the whelmed light-
Crease the garish and gaunt-
With opal-looming digits?
Will you extend silvered-hope
To my entombed heart-
Scintillate to re-animate
All things ennui and inveigled?
Will you listen to the fevered scratches
Of my voice 'gainst the endless void...
And rejoin the living?






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