Candid Lore In Candle Glow

Mar 20, 2023

1 min read

By Akshaya.S

Fluttering blue core

Giving rise to

Glittering hue of gold.

Stuttering memories of gore.

Giving rise to

Shuddering harmony of roars.

Blithering fool with hope

Giving rise to

Blistering, battling soul.

Weathering heart stone

Giving rise to

Withering pages of lore.

Slithering cold on the bones

Giving rise to

Shuttering eyes, too sore.

By Akshaya.S

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