Mantra.A Poem by Wraith.Thick ancient cords hum lowly, shuddering Deep and bellowing. The rush of wind rebounding through a vast forest, I am incisions Webs of bruised skin Drifting Calla lily has my mind grown dissonant, Gracing the earth ground stones wounds flesh rebirth Flesh tunnel did I forget to let go? © 2014 Wraith. |
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Added on February 5, 2014 Last Updated on February 5, 2014 Author
Wraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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