Sunset drones its melody of enigmas,
hands stained by identity's calluses
watch in questioning resignation
the ebbing of ambition's fancy.
Bricks laid within the marrow
formed of ardor's mortar,
decay and crumble
amid the fleeting splendor
of glory's imagined citadels.
Carnivores of clarity
beset the utopian pillow creations,
hole opens in heart
where contentment's clay
should have molded
as a vessel of joy.
On the soil where life's memories was sown
mind gazes inward
towards the hollowness
created by pursuits of gold
instead of love.
Darkness surrounds
with its encompassing shroud,
until all one sees
is the void created
by the consuming chase towards the mirror.
Gold trophy winner
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