As the wheels move
Into the inferno
Hungry flames leap
ever ready to devour
The flesh burns
And the ashes remain
Putrid smell narrating
the gruesome galore
There breaks
The unseen mortal thread
Nothing to carry,
No singing of a lore
Yet it tugs
On the heavy hearts
That still beat
Despite not existing anymore
For only there
and nowhere else
It’s existence remains
Where it lives for evermore
Published by Echoes of the soul
I am a dreamer
I weave tales in my mind
I am connected to you through these words
And through this screen across the virtual world
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A very evocative piece
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Hey thanks. Glad you liked. 🙏🙏🙏
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You’re welcome
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