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A Song By A Black Sun

A Song By A Black Sun

Am I a talking bloomer?
A flower of silk black petals?
The flower bud blossomed,
Yearning for becoming a poem,
As a dark eclipse of my very own
From my gloomy eyes as a lone.

A meaningless black sun
Bloomed immensely like a sunbeam
In the other eye from the young poet's;
Becoming a song
The petals start to wither away 
Thinking the midnight 
Has come along.

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Wow, the poem is so beautiful it is touching my soul 😮 Great work, keep doing!

Aranno Paul

.. thanks Heimi for your loving words 🖤