Beacons

Everything seems well and good.

Until you remember, you have always held you body

as a beacon heralding harm

And darkness resides in corners you don’t know, waiting to creep up into your heart

And your heart, it’s an iron walled cage

with a gentle, sensitive soul.

It hurts and it hurts so it twines iron around itself, keeping you in, holding you close.

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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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