Wheels Of Fortune

 

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image credits- Dorina Costras

 

Wheels of fortune
like sour grapes, apple
tumbling my spirits.
Spirits of fire, unflinching
A ball of reveries, undiscovered.
Musty halcyon, a penumbra of elixir.
A soft cushion, a soothing balm.
The nectar of hubris dreams, drooling
in the breeze, a nimbus of dark clouds,
an array of shooting stars,
Wheels of Fortune
play me, trick me, devour me.
desiccate my veins, coconut shreds.
For if I rise, the earth shall tremor
The sea, scorching Sempiternal my initials
The moon bending down, as my furtive solace.

Β©My Valiant Soul



 

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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

47 thoughts on “Wheels Of Fortune”

  1. You are incredibly talented. I haven’t written poetry in several months but this makes me want to grab a pen, sit down and write away. Absolutely loved every line and the precision of your imagery! Thank you so much for sharing your incredible work x

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  2. My favorite lines:

    “The nectar of hubris dreams, drooling
    in the breeze, a nimbus of dark clouds,
    an array of shooting stars,”

    Pure poetic and your wordage brings a language of the wordsmith itself.

    I’m so proud of you and this poem made me think in all types of interpretations.

    I see too that your vocabulary is building up. I love it. πŸ™‚

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