He recited mantras while hand held
tangible truths, porcelain shard
from last lover who smirked;
captured his raw Courage
inside a sacrificial jar.
Kaleidoscope pictures painted in Mind
with watercolors, washed away~
thoughts bled out thoroughly
as Hope stuttered for ‘Help’
but nobody heard pleas.
Many ears engrossed in daily gossip
yet he prayed to have one piece
of near perfect peach pie
which others had also
tried to enjoy taste
but her breath exhaled spoiled flavors
and rotten personality reaped pain,
tainted Love until Light Angel
released the jar’s contents.
Honorable mention
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