Enigma
Domenique Jumuad
Sun rises and colors came,
On the highest part was a flame.
Sun sets and colors fade,
In the deepest part was a barricade.
A hand to hold and a heart of cold;
The weary told the world to fold.
Tears rolled like a precious pearl;
Anguish came and crushed the earl.
Voices shout and silence loud,
Calling out the ones who doubt.
Morning dews filled out the vast,
A little hope of dreams abashed.
While leaving that terrible land,
Their blazing heart dies on the sand.
O’ love is an enigmatic sensation,
An obdurate feeling of intense devotion.
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