Micro-Poetry #5



An abolishment:

A glint of fortune’s rage,

Becoming blossoming flower –

As turmoil turns a page.




Lavished contamination,

Of entirety,

Of nation;

Of a land before sunlight,

Before it dawned and shone its rays.



Twilight’s kiss among stars,

Destiny of intertwinement.

O’ how hath rage be thrown upon us?

How hath scorn fuelled heated rage?


Happy writing people!

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