Peace profound
2 November 2014
Twilight in the heart
Throbbing with the will to change
Speaks of powers’ doom
Scissors cutting red ribbons
Pave mind’s way to the morrow
.
Darkness follows light
In eternal chase in flight
Of slave and master
The battlefield wells inside
Of hidden feelings to quell
.
Pitch black glorified
Inky remnant of a death
Of light lily white
Falls on the sunken garden
Drenching the souls in tremors
.
A crow’s pitch rings shrill
Hark the strength it now summons
On my window sill
The quiet lay down its cape
Blurring the lines my eyes shape
.
The sparrow flies low
When teardrops rain on the plane
Of my cheek cleansed white
As my mind lapses again
Breathing inwards peace profound