Freezed Alive

Charred black in 
a sun’s shine,emitting
rays in zillion volts.
Blinded in its grace,

merrily mourned in 

my birth each dawn,
gentle breeze of a
mysterious draft,
swept my castle of
reveries,tripped every
step romancing destiny,
as he decieted me dawn 
till dusk with his warmth,
until I freezed alive
in the cold flames 
of an ardor,my solitude 
turned her back,as 
she found rest in 
peace in an endless 
grave of memories…..

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picture courtesy topdocumentaryfilms.com

About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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2 Responses to Freezed Alive

  1. Enchanting and chilling at the same breath.

    Like

  2. Piusha Singh says:

    Thank you Jerry Desbrow.

    Like

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