A Duet With Life

The next step in my poetic contemplations.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.
Enjoy.

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47. The classical age

In a maze of twist and turn

Echo the cries of a beast;

Although a human heart beats,

In these dull, wicked eyes burn

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The flames consuming its wings,

Blood thread trails limply behind

Swaying to the sirens’ songs,

Waiting on a virgin mind

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To wish away all the wrongs,

But the labyrinth’s wall

Is strong and cold, dark and tall,

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‘Tis made of a thousand strings

Played by the gods at a cost:

An eternal tempest-tossed.

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