Statue of Alabaster

I saw a statue of alabaster

unaware of the fragile heart that rested within

I admired the smooth supple skin on its surface

blind to its guilt and its sin

I saw a statue of alabaster

an object of idolation,

and a desire burned within

to be a statue of alabaster,

always poised and serene.

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Soni Tiwari

We are all told, “live your life to the fullest”; I am here to do just that. Rumiism serves as a vessel to project my passions, and clue in my loyal readers as to what goes on in my head in this crazy world. I hope you find something here that resonates with you. Feel free to add your thoughts to mine :) “Everything you need to know about me, you’ll find in my writing”

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