Everything seems well and good.
Until you remember,
you have always held your 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,
holding you in, holding you close.
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Published by 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 :)
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