A Crown of Ash

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                                                                         (A Crown Meter Poem)

Shadows deep, where silence softly lies,

A love that shakes, too fragile for the night,

Her breath caught fast in darkness, hard and tight,

A scream unspoken under endless skies.


Her fists like thunder set ablaze with fire,

Yet fear still whispers loud within her mind,

A soul unrooted, lost, unclaimed, unlined,

Her weakness knotted deep in cold desire.


She drinks the dark, too bitter to refuse,

Her tears pour wild like rivers from her chest,

A victim’s mask becomes her native rest,

A heart still broken, bleeding with no use.


The war within ignites a blazing storm,

With grief and love that tear her self apart,

Her tears strike hard, releasing rage and heart,

One final breath to let the soul transform.


At last she bows, releasing all her pain,

The quiet end - a sacrifice too deep,

Her memory still stirs, still dares to creep,

A ghost of love that lingers in the rain.


Her voice now thin, a whisper fading fast,

A shadow swaying near the edge of dawn,

The pain she held, the night she carried on,

A spark too brief to hold, too bright to last.


Beneath the stars, her sorrow drifts away,

A song unseen in cold and empty air,

Her spirit frees itself from mortal care,

A ghostly echo lost in endless gray.


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