Queen Of Swords Poem by Liyo Denorte

Queen Of Swords



barely,
my eyes won't see
the tea stain that lingers on the brink of my cup
as she smiled and declared that my cards
are in favor with my fate.
it speaks so loud to me that night and very much pleased
that I let my query and inner self infused into its divinity.
I can still remember clearly the decks that showed up.
out of 9 major decks that I picked I can recall 8.
but then, as a usual twist of a wonderful plot
(as if to mock,)
there are some obstacles that I might encounter
but sure enough I will end up with overflowing cup.
as the tarot reader assured me,
u got the queen of swords;
u got what it takes to overcome them all.

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