Stifled Breath

Such brittle glass, a broken heart, a brilliant light, the flight
Of sparks. And stoic  soul, a burden fair, a spirit scar, a
Social tare. My daisy bloom, a dellic shrine, a zenic wave,
A tear divine. And sun to earth, a fervent flame, a fluid
Prayer, an angel’s pang. My freshet  love, a river dance, the
Flesh of rain, a mystic trance. And moon to mind, a spirit
Star, a fulgent soul, a smile afar. For friction flame, a
Touch of death, the ache of pain, a stifled  breath.

Such brittle glass, a broken heart, a brilliant light, the flight
Of sparks. And ethic torn, a gravel cry, a shattered voice, a
Thirst to fly. My daisy bloom, an omic torch, a floral chant,
A sprit force. And jinni wish, the rift of love, the pulse of
Pang, a rhythmic flood. For friction flame, a touch of death,
The ache of pain, a stifled breath.
 
 

  
  
Stoic: able to endure pain without showing signs.
Freshet: a stream.
Stifled: muted.
Ethic: a set of principles dictating appropriate conduct.