Darkness may threaten to engulf
The arrhythmic beating heart of mine,
I've lit the candles of my souls
I'm bright; I'm new, I'm a rhythm divine.
The chandelier of extravagance
Blinds the blinded souls,
A proud symphony of chaos plays,
The music of small talks roles.
I sit; a blessed corner to myself
Sipping the sweetest of prose,
Planning my worship of the night
I blossom; I'm the rare rose.
© Anum Ali - The Godiva Expression
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