All the seas have dried up
And the land has shrivelled,
Like a burnt page
That lost its bet to the engulfing flames.
The air smells of ash and smoke.
Don’t walk upto me with your tears
I carry a fire. I annihilate.
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Tag: hope
A wasted path
I wish we could be just souls
Be, without being.
I wish we could love without form
Feel, without being called out.
What is courage, but to go on
Losing, despite knowing
We’re not lost, but the wasted path leads nowhere.
Daily Prompt: Courage
