OpulenceA Poem by CindyThe tide evokes an open dream in the sorrow of tomorrow, blending not-knowing with vials of servitude. Undulating screams fall flat on glittered circles which hide in extremities to forgive the complexities. There are no enemies. Entrance to the room is all the opulence a heart can fathom. When cringing loses its luster, solitude surrenders, to a song without a fever but surely full of splendor. Feeling the nights of summer, the cramped space bursts with beauty and desire, and succumbs to love and wonder. Being is creating the textures and the colors, outpouring to the others. © 2014 Cindy |
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Added on August 13, 2014 Last Updated on August 13, 2014 Tags: poetry, spiritual poetry, human nature, experimental poetry, free verse |