Swords in Snowflakes

Cruelty of reality
Messes with
Beauty of fantasy

Colourful dreams
Blotted with
Dark histories

Sunkissed moments
Destroyed by
Unwanted changes

Peace of isolation
Disturbed by
Useless chatter

Magical experiences
Killed by
Relentless doubts.

The snow falls on me
The entire world,
An empty canvas.

The flakes that melt in my hand
Remind me
Of the beauty that flows
In everything.

Swords in snowflakes,
I think.
As I look up
At the sky.



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