to have been the war in love
an exposed lie, canceling less goodbye
while i own the pain, sprinkles of ashes
ashes of body, work and artistry
the goddess does not to betray
her witness
her anklets
he adorns
in challenge, relent
and god's dying apologies
beside her decay
a thousand decrepit reasons
to chase the noxious sunshines
filling window with less seasons
Mar 29, 2025
Mar 29, 2025 at 2:15 PM UTC
to have been the war in love
an exposed lie, canceling less goodbye
while i own the pain, sprinkles of ashes
ashes of body, work and artistry
the goddess does not to betray
her witness
her anklets
he adorns
in challenge, relent
and god's dying apologies
beside her decay
a thousand decrepit reasons
to chase the noxious sunshines
filling window with less seasons
perhaps i write to fight forward, and you need no help
perhaps i would rather be silent, yet an objectified life dies
while they dance
and tonight my empty finds another inkling to print with