The Carnival

The main idea of this topic is sacrifice. In life, we tend to make a lot of sacrifices to meet with our circumstances. Sometimes it's not pleasant and other times, it's for the best.

I walked the lonely roads of a carnival

And the Colors twinkled their merry tune,

To the solemn phthalo sky.

They sought the ombré of colors,

Sought to admire brunette horizon of us living. 

 

I walked the lonely roads of a carnival,

The roots that bore life,

Now withered under Autumn’s dust,

The ferrace held the sky and held up high,

So high above the graves, so far beneath the hanging pendulum.

 

I walked the roads to a carnival,

The road where Colors’ had gifted their voice to the sky.

 

~ Ramsha Ghofran

 

Author's Note

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