cyclone of depression
soaks up happiness and-
burying my spiritual walls,
the smell of sin and evil
enter and motivates
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God Though invisible; But visible As the ray of sun God Though silent; Talkative In many ways God As an umbrella... -
The echoes of memories , splashes and passing; Fueling the momentum to the unknown. the flowing aurora , mesmerize and hyp...
emotion is palpable through the framework of your chosen genre...nice!
ReplyDeleteWow this is deep and very poignant caro
ReplyDeletethank you dear poetess
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