Parched Soul

Parched Soul

Mass production of sugar-coated lies,
concealed impressions upon exchanging vows.
A daily planner of false hopes weakens the eyes,
countless unrealistic dreams in a cloud of dust.

A withered flower in the hands of a blind florist.

11 thoughts on “Parched Soul

  1. Reblogged this on Prinze Charming and commented:

    Good morning, beautiful followers! Sorry, I didn’t really mean to start your day off like this! I felt something from within. Please follow Poetically Captivating! I’m not going to reblog all the time. Thanks! 😉

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  5. My eyes want to cry, but, it’s also very moving as even though the flower has wilted, in his eyes she is still everything. I’m thinking there wasn’t too much blood. I have something to take that out. You are a beautiful poet, on so many levels. 🙂 x

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