Monday, 24 September 2018

Tempests - A Poem.


Devoured by reminiscent folly,
justified by naive witlessness;
Tortured by internal squally,
intoxicated with madness;

Inured to melancholy,
in love with sanguine sadness;
Tempests of remorse volley,
swept into the circle of darkness.

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🎨 'Electric', by Jamel Akib

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