Her road is chaotic and it hardly ever goes as planned –
She has something to tell, something she has accrued from an
ancient land.
She is one thousand stories old, her wildness and stout
heart knows no regrets,
She is yet to learn how her skin and bones coalesce into an
ocean of secrets.
She has walked through detours and storms, the quiet depths of
an arcane mourning,
She is like a chimera, that feels and breathes through a
derange yearning.
There is more to come and her path has never been smooth or
easy,
She laments over a bygone era and sways like a gentle daisy.
She is a lover of fire and it sets her own world ablaze,
The rising sun and the shooting stars are trounced in a
growing haze.
Like a chimera she glides on thy senses and ignites a
smoldering passion,
Her truth may destroy thee too, so tread with utmost
precision.
Her elevated ecstasy is what her heart fails to hold,
The hand she wanted to clasp tight was left stony and cold.
The soul she craved to touch and dance with was slayed in a
valiant fight,
Something beautiful was lost and unearthed in the dead of a
coal black night.
Her skeleton is embellished with sagas within sagas untold,
Those celestial eyes full of reveries wander in a field of
gold.
Like a chimera she glides on thy senses with a love so true,
She is the enchantress that can swamp you into the profound
blue.
Beautiful and poignant .
ReplyDeleteThanks dad. :)
ReplyDelete