Karera

I will be your walk, if you by chance have the warmth to a fold - Inside the cold where ice is my love, i cannot have more, even less - What is ness to happy, by the end of the source, will i be part of the blessed - Untamed to be a spirit free, Untamed to see - Spined by marrow, i am not stoned to the bone - Bleeding to reach, sanctuary, the kind which is hidden away, Vibrations formed inside the aura of Karera, saturated with energy, cannot to be displayed. Violence never ruled the land, fear of turmoil, rained deserts of sands - Oasis by which you find, life beyond the signs of time - Signatures of the living Resumes to live in the dead.

poem by Unic Cjonr
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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