Wanton Soul
The gentle mind
Clad in the beauty of summer days
Crawls to maturity
Against the rough winds.
Cruel hands
Put out the light
The golden slumber
Withers in stormy night
The sweet content
Scatter in hurtful murmur
Pride and ambition
Decay in drizzly night
The heart- frozen soul
Soaked in wintry drops
Sobs amid the forsaken
Sunny robes.
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