I am words out love freely breathing
fire more than a dragon.
I stand tall in a highest dome
making a sound that proves of
strongerness,
Words out love freely.
I gave my heart to the wafer-thin as
it beaten vowels and alphabets,
Seeking peace in every line of
dropped endorse.
Leaving my musing dot by dot,
These poems never rest in peace
because they remain on the rope.
Some became a crippled string in
a guiter so people never heard of
them,
Those are reality of miss when
were conceived.
Some are pictured in a frame because
they so loved as they live in anamnesis
of poetry,
As they still plays in a mind canopy
slow motion rewinded and paused.
Sad speaking'I gave you my heart
can't you hear it breaking'?
I am not deaf as I am listening to these
speaking about my future,Questioning
my past.
These are my future as some of them
are the question to my elapsed.
I stand tall in a highest dome
making a sound that proves of
strongerness,
Words out love freely.
As my poetry speaks itself,
Breaking out of the cage.
Because they want to be words
out love freely so they need
attention,
As I bow down in castle of paper
mural imagination.
These words are out love freely,
In my conscious trying to beat me.
They escape only because of being
brave,
Stretching bursting in my soul stage.
Because they are words out love freely.
It been 264/3 running fingers because
of being eyes of my soul,
Speaking to never loose hope.
#264/3W.O.L.F
#BetrayalToMyEnemies
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