Nothing more
Two seconds lingering by, mind like merely drenched clay
Envied joy. Pink skies. Withered hopes in May
enclosing thickets, lofty trees for sure
when life is perceived as shattered and nothing more
Endeavored truths and endured lies
a bubbling enraged mind and broken ties
life threatening plagues; chocolate pastries on mosaic floors
vague thoughts when the mind seeks tranquility and nothing more
Imposed might and triumphant wins
victorious battles and gemstone pins
velvet cloaks behind adorned marble doors,
brandishing swords when the heart is ignorant and nothing more
When a seed is sown on parched loam
though watered with love and flower combs
it nourishes up softening the crude encrusted core
wiping the eyes welled up with salty tears and nothing more
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