The peaceful thoughts, tired and failed, slumps resignedly

Cannot complain about the effort to suppress them

It was the daily reminders of how too much romanticism fails

A world corners them repeatedly

They bury themselves in the soul

Peacefully, away from the accusations and suspicions

No one would have understood them

Only the magnanimous soul who understood their language

The delicate moments unable to weather the turmoil

Is a reminder that this world cannot comprehend peace

Beauty has been eulogised by the shattered soul

From a brief refulgence to eternal darkness


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