Unrest (Reasons To Exist) Poem by Agatha Eliza
Unrest (Reasons To Exist)
Restless, through dust and rain, my icy hands
moulded a marble silhouette,
with pale skin, with bloodless veins;
I gave a heart-
I gave a meaning to its feelings,
I gave a smile to the world!
And with my fingers that I shaped the face
touched the spectral creature,
with darkest hair, with coldest lips;
I gave a kiss-
I gave a meaning to its existence,
I gave a smile to the world!
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5/21/2024 4:42:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
My icy hands! ! Thanks for sharing.