Dream of A Young Heart | The Inquebrantable

Inquebrantable is a Spanish word that means 'unbreakable'.

The last night's solitude
Ripened in her deep eyes, but failed
To weep dew
Even when brightest shine stabbed sharpest knife

The ever unspoken tears
Streamed vitriol in her heart
Kneeling prostrated before luck, the eyelashes
Fell blinking into blood

The lotus- petals parted to scream
And lost that into abysses
Ever unseen agony painted her red and blue
Exhausted, mangled; still she didn't stop

The light continued to condense into darkness
Blackening into bruises

And dried blood; she didn't know
One step she advanced, one drop of blood dried

The coal blackness crystallized into diamond
The blood bloomed into prettiest rose
The once- vitriolic tears laved ambrosia
To the feet that never stopped

The pain she thought went unknown
Was invisible to three dimensions only
The fourth dimension was listening all along
The future always awaiting to crown her

All she had done was never stopping.

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