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Tied to her own chains…​

she dances towards destruction,​

each step at a time she laughs,​

she breaths and bids farewell.

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I’ve tried to talk to her​

inside an empty cage she bought,​

but needles to be listened to,​

she went away where I don’t know.

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Angels of hope will whisper​

while demons shiver on their home.​

A prey in love in hell will sob…​

while heaven gates forget to listen.

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Every memory I have will be forgiven,​

every touch I gave will sow,​

and when embarking hell to meet her…​

she will still deny my words of love.

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Fading in the distance I’ll remember​

the winter time she gave us both,​

the autumn leaves, the summer flow.​

Spring time, has left us long ago.

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"tied to her own chains.." she dances in a trance, looking for his embrace to break free once and for all -she knows that in one breath, he’ll set her heart on fire, and sadly still she waves, she waves a hand enchained.

I could go on an on –the point is I loved the images in your poem.

Thanks for writing. I couldn’t stop laughing when I read your last Haiku.

Warm hugs my friend...

 

Laughing is fine... haiku is... weird XD

Good to see you again April. Sorry for the haiku -.-' never thought you'd see that.

I'll try and be serious again XD.

Thanks for passing by my friend, i'm always happy when you come.

Hugs and kisses.