A perfect reality in the realms of beauty.
What a hazy feeling of tranquility, a Kyrie of succulence.
The flowers bloom,smuggling me brightly with a requiem that radiates perfection.
Have the angels blessed this day, or has this light of mercy opened a door of blasphemy.
Oh, codex of obscene beauty, oh nostrum of mercy, never resent me from your contorting array.
I now walk along your open path with zeal,may not my bravo send you away.
For I am in ah, today the heavens open up with melancholy, wilting away so that I may long for insolence.
May my blood mark your path oh, kyrie of light!
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt Contest by UnbreakableSoul.
500 points, ended November 8, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
By Nicolay, crying on the inside about to cut on the outside....
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Have the angels blessed this day, or has this light of mercy opened a door of blasphemy.
Wow! I really liked this line. ^^^ You did an amazing job writing this hun. Keep up the great writing, keep smiling and good luck in everything you do.
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thank you
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~~~~Wonderfully written~~~
Thank you so much and good luck to you!
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