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.
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62. Esspeacueare

A heart is not bleeding despite the cold dagger

Plunged into its entrails for hope, if not stronger

Than the steel of the blade, can never be wronger

Than the light shadow cast by its dual stagger,

Now, as the shallow mist of the breath gets slower,

The bold and young emperor contemplates the old,

They can feel the regret in the new snow-white cold

Spreading through the ichor as withers the flower

Of this past suffering: a rose, bright red with thorns,

And roots deeper than wounds, have they made the right choice?

A death is not a death if it is only voice.

Right? They try to remain impartial from the scorns

That their predecessor inflicted on their soul

As they feel the fleeting image of the young fool…

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