• xyl_ayvlis 16w

    Palindrome

    A torch touched a skin
    It's warmth shone on a dark;
    All over a scattered petals
    Soft and elegant from swirling
    Tongue _ fine from a mine
    Came along to a city, while
    Setting day unsetting in a soul
    With foul in the foot _
    Meanwhile everything is serene
    Before the screen burnt
    And a heart caught fire;
    A lost words after an era
    Of thinking, not even a memory
    Buried, instead left alone
    Into the ether_ no way to
    Unstuck from palindrome of fear,
    A beginning and ending, which
    Unending; is there any connectivity
    To start and end, unconsciously
    Aware, there's no bonding in this tie...
    ©xyl_ayvlis