Ethereal

Ethereal

A Poem by Kismet

"Etheral", he said...
you are thine, 
a grand design,
which words of divine..
conquer, and divide...

An angelic presence,
but a demon inside,
face the devil's wrath,
see his teeth grind..
Kismet, love..
a pleasantry transmuted
what a wonderful world,
when you have been rebooted...

It hurts, sure, it peels.
It rips and snarls, but it  heals,
the flames of the pain burst 
isn't it the worst?

You'll be ok, little one, 
your heart is safe once more...
and this time your voice, 
proudly, it shall roar!

© 2014 Kismet


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Kismet
Kismet

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Just trying to drop my ego, allow change and transmutation, waiting my transformation and working through it and I'm healing in the process. I love to fire dance, any kind of dance, music, writing, sp.. more..

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