SALVE


A shriek from the realms of the heart
Echoes down within the veins
Swiping away the sweet melody
now breathes  the saddened symphony….
Bruises unseen felt ,when touched
respire through the open wounds,
The salve to soothen the lesion
Has vanished in the dark…
Words of comfort can't
calm the ache, as a sojourn
cannot blossom the flowers
Of a dying barren state…

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