
Mend your heart,
it’s warm and beating
Stitch the insecure threads,
for moments are fleeting.
Transposed between the past and now,
all hell breaks loose
Affix your halo luminous and misty,
foregone the demons call for a truce.
Blood shone arrogant power,
demise of the cracks it bore
Pulsing sobs as the fountain,
a gentle murmur yet to explore.
Unzip your skin of light,
flaunt the enveloped tremble within
You are the seer of the night,
dressed in sonorous spin.
art+poetry by Oishmortal ©
Feature image - wallpaperup
Love this poem, wonderfully powerful word weaving…🙏🏻💜
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Thank you so very much Elz. 🌸 I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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This is such a lovely poem. Nicely penned! 💖
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Thank you so very much Cindy 🌸
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It’s my pleasure!❣️❣️
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Moving and masterfully expressed and depicted, both the poem and the artwork. I said it before and I will say it again, you are truly talented!
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Truly I was waiting for your comment. It makes my day. All your words motivate me and makes me feel so grateful. Thank you is not enough 🌸
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Stitch the insecure threads for the moments are fleeting – love that.
The artwork is really lovely.
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You’ve made my day even brighter. Thank you so much for all the appreciation. Means a lot 🌸
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Good poem, but even better artwork. I love it.
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Thank you so so much. This warms my heart 🌸
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