Reincarnation

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Evening picture art from a shapely window,

Broken latches clinging with windy guests arrival.

One step at a time walks the new widow,

Pale and fragile, senseless with hopeless revival.

  The moment of frenzy arrived with sorrow,

Wiping the stains on the dress; once was; for wedding ritual.

Visibly numb, chaos in mind, thoughts hollow,

Seconds erasing words, dumb and no more lingual.

Grey suit and cocky smile, nothing to be borrowed,

Past shades of insanity with love blessed and mutual.

Blooming in the veins and chords to the depths of marrow,

Nourishing world’s crime adapted from their ruling manual.

She is vile, appalling yet docile to follow,

Declared the walls that witnessed truth so brutal.

Forgave love for the sweet punishment,

While she sat in her beautiful stained dress, waiting to be reincarnated…