Cataclysm Of Shattered Souls
Cataclysm Of Shattered Souls
The lines read of stars and cherished hopes
A palmist assures of flatter land, safer hand.
Then traversing from forest for another
Souls seeped into the mid-land moana.
Alike a lost sailor, navigating around
Seeking for a safer sand, cozy and warm
background-color: white;">As the soul’s end of the mind has read of-
The palmist’s assurance of safer land, safer hand.
Unsatisfied, exhausted, puffing and blowing
The souls start digging its own self: stars and lines
And in fear and desperation a Phoenix rises
From the ashes of shattered dreams of a safer hand.