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Muses Of Her

Hope is all she had

By DragonFlyPublished 4 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read
Muses Of Her
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God came to me as questions, doubts, and fears rational and irrational.

A soft qUestion popped why? Look A question again!

When i always expected you as serene looking super white light ,you could have at least worn white.

I sensed unknowingly For a very long time i was you and you were me.

But When and where did you leave me?

Now homeless ,I carry along tormented shadows which are not even mine.

Burdens heavier than me.

Why did you make me an absorbing vessel? Why do I osmosis like no one else?

SHE said I am what you are. I am a question if you are .

Its okay if You are wavering a bit today.

You are unlocking spectrum of possibilities , and you know i made this playground just for you to play.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

DragonFly

A soul set free by the written word! She traded her old path for a new one, creating vibrant worlds where healing take place.

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